People in the Doorway Afraid to Come Out

Many years ago these people died

And it’s been down hill since then.

Cloaks of conformity, where souls can hide,

Tugged a little tighter against the wind

And it’s shielding out the fear

The chance to be alive

Might come tearing down their street

And park across their drive.

Many years these minds have been asleep

And having nightmares all along.

The pillows silencing those who might weep

Have also smothered out the living’s song,

That sings forget the fear

To stand up and be alive

Come swim across the world pool

And splash us with a dive.

Many days of dust have clung to these

And it keeps catching in their eyes.

It’s the excess of the life long roles

It takes to hide away the life long lies,

And it’s chanting that the fear

That those still alive

Might come across their secrets

And show them to the tribe.