The Chase
04 June 2020
GIDEON KINDIWA
You’re chasin’ the wind
Your feet’s dancin’ thing
The ground is hot coal
Jus’ burnin’ your soul
You couldn’t stand firm
With this world’s turn
You’ve had enough
But you can’t rebuff
You just want more
Your heart’s so sore
You couldn’t look back
And say, ‘What the heck?
‘I’ve got all I need
‘I don’t need to feed
‘It’s nothin’ but greed
‘That’s mak’n me bleed’
But instead you chase
Your greed into space
Money’s not enough
Gettin’ more is tough
But you want the power
So you can get even more
Money gives you the form
But power is the storm
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Posted by: Gideon Kindiwa | 05 June 2020 at 02:32 PM
"I've got all I need,
I don't need to feed"
And yet...
Posted by: JoMarie Dua | 05 June 2020 at 01:18 PM
Fits the current situation in our societies where money and power rule.
Posted by: Stephanie Alois | 05 June 2020 at 07:34 AM
Gideon's invitation had this reader traipsing an uncertain road where the flow of words has heed less agreed.
In Australia, at grocery shops, one most usual greeting to customers is, "How's your day been?"
To which for reply, it would be fun to recite 'The Chase'.
Posted by: Lindsay F Bond | 04 June 2020 at 11:01 PM
Greed is an insatiable thirst. Great job on this insight to this endless chase, Gideon.
Posted by: Hezron Wangi Jr | 04 June 2020 at 09:54 AM
That's got a snappy kind of jazz feel to it.
Posted by: Michael Dom | 04 June 2020 at 08:46 AM