Vignettes

Sunlight dances on the water
The scent of denim rides the wind
A little girl who's singing, splashes water onto her knees
The young man is still smiling
Laying in the woven hammock
He is singing as he’s swaying in the gentle autumn breeze.

And the sun shines off his glasses
The voices in the background
Bring me back into the moment, as my memories fade away
And I can hear him pleading
But I thought you said you loved me
And I’m getting up and leaving, out the door of the cafe.

And a pen taps on the paper
Says- I want you to remember
A time when you were younger, you were happy, you were free.
Say- mister what is freedom
But a sickly man’s dying dream?
A flower in your pocket? A crumbling castle seen clearly?

Where’s freedom when a little girl
Her hands tied fast behind her
Is forced onto a mattress, a voice whispers soft, yet clear
Telling her keep her mouth shut
Not to scream or call for help
For even if she wishes it, there’s no one around to hear.