Take the Controls (A Poem)

Perhaps We Should Leave's picture

Take a step away from the gun
Take a step towards the sea
Every little thing glitters beneath the sun
Slowly turns the carousel away

Secretive children lie in waiting for mother's call
and dream in smoky technicolor oceans
How much would you bet that they know it all
And that nothing they know is at all what it seems

Take the controls, friend, and take me where
you want to go, and then leave me there.
Take the controls, friend, and take me where
you want to go, and then leave me there.

Everything you take is the giant's new game
no more two cups and the drinking thing
You couldn't win and you were ashamed
so you dug out his eye and you thought you were king

Take the controls, friend, and take me where
you want to go, and then leave me there.
Take the controls, friend, and take me where
you want to go, and then leave me there.

I don't know you and I doubt you know me
Why is it that nobody can take your shit
Take your bible and get that man off your tree
And stop coming to my door with your talk of the pit

Take the controls, friend, and take me where
you want to go, and then leave me there.
Take the controls, friend, and take me where
you want to go, and then leave me there.

I don't want to stay here but I like it a lot
I don't know the man who's burning but I know his name
I don't really want to leave but I don't want to get shot
I want to lose control and just play the fucking game

Take the controls, friend, and take me where
you want to go, and then leave me there.
Take the controls, friend, and take me where
you want to go, and then leave me there.
Take the controls, friend, and take me where
you want to go, and then leave me there.
Take the controls, friend, and take me where
you want to go, and then leave me there.

Take me to the sun and take me to Neptune
Take me to your house and into your head
Take me anywhere, and as long as I'm with you
I'll take you to a place where we can live out a dream

Take the controls, friend, and take me where
you want to go, and then leave me there.
Take the controls, friend, and take me where
you want to go, and then leave me there.

-For D-

Comments

MacAvity's picture

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I like it. The refrain makes it sound more like a song than a poem - do you have music to it?

Nice little Ender's Game reference...

Is each stanza addressed to a different person?

Perhaps We Should Leave's picture

Hit the proverbial nail on the head

I'm glad you like it- and yeah, I have music to it in my head that I'll eventually write down.

Thanks, glad you caught that. Not exactly subtle, but I like it anyways.

And yes, that's correct. The last stanza (and the refrain) is to the person for whom I wrote this song; a very dear friend of mine.

* * *
It's high time,
Cymbaline;
Yes it's high time,
Cymbaline-
Please wake me.