Along The Dark Highway

by Zachary L. Power
Summer 2007


6/18 6/19

I will not get in line to sign
Onto a war that is not mine
I will not give you everything I have
So you can watch your profits climb

There is a promise that I have made
And I will ride it to the grave
Along the dark highway til I'm home again
I'll keep you flowing through my veins

I walk around the same old streets
When everyone else is asleep
I feel you in the air when the moon is full
I only write so you can read

All the faces in this crowded room
Are floating clouds and rolling dunes