In the land of not enough
the bell tolls their time away
marked by unreasoning angers,
petulant insistence on this or that rough
and badly cut garment, scripting their words
only after they mis-spoke, those
frogs and toads
unknowingly dropped from
their lips, they are censured,
oh, they are censured for their unlovely utterances!!
the coarse towel unravels, the
wall cracks, they cannot re-weave or
plaster over these
imperfections, these arrows that
pierce hearts, it is all their
fault, yet they cannot mend and amend it through magic
or the dropping of tears
and failing eyes cause anger, as does
asking for more than can be
gleaned from the ground
in the land of not enough
the bell tolls their time away
No comments:
Post a Comment