THE FIRST TIME
The first time I fall, don’t assume that
I’m done.
Just because I’m not here, don’t think
I’m on the run.
The first time I slip; don’t assume I’m
going to fall.
Just because I have a number, doesn’t
mean I’m going to call.
The first time I whisper in your ear,
don’t add words that aren’t there.
Just because I look away, please don’t
think that I don’t care.
The first time I blink; don’t think that
I missed a thing.
Just because I know a song, doesn't mean
that I’m going to sing.
The first time I look into someone’s eyes;
don’t say that I’m in love.
Just because I hold someone in my arms,
doesn’t mean that they fit like a glove.
The first time I speak of love; don’t
think I’m going to elope.
Just because I’m under a spell, doesn’t
mean I’m against the rope.
The first time you close your eyes,
don’t think I’m gone.
Just because I’m accused, don’t assume
I’ve done something wrong.
The first time I lose; don’t say I can’t
be a winner.
Just because I do something bad, don’t
see me as a sinner.
The first time I bleed; don’t have me
six feet under.
Just because it rains, doesn’t always
mean there will be thunder.
The first time you see my soul, you will
know it can’t be owned.
Just because you own a house, doesn’t
mean you have a home.
The first time I speak of God; don’t
assume I’m going to pray.
Just because I’ve seen the light,
doesn’t mean I’m going to see things your way.
The first time I speak of heaven; don’t
assume I think that’s where you will go.
Just because you know his name, doesn’t
mean you won’t have to reap what you sow.
The first time I hear the truth, don’t
think all is forgiven.
Just because my soul is hurt, doesn’t
mean I can’t go on livin’.
The first time that I forgive, don’t
think that I am week.
Just because I bury the hatchet, don’t
think there aren’t memories that I will keep.
The first time you see me talking to myself;
don’t worry about what I’ve said.
Just because there’s no one there,
doesn’t mean I can’t speak to the voices in my head.
The first time I speak of the end; don’t
think I’m talking about death.
Just because I lose a battle, don’t
count me out ‘till I’ve taken my last breath.
STANLEY HENDRIX
9/21/2013
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