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Saturday, February 14, 2015

Deadly

Deadly

Tell me of the howling of winds
That blow the bleakest black
Whisper of your darkest sins
God and I will hear of your slack
Whisper to me of cleverness
Of great deeds, of battles foretold
Don’t try to make it seem less
Clever or brave or bold
Remind me of your virility
Of women, of wine, of song
Don’t bother with humility
Tragic tales are often too long
Shout of your numerous possessions
Of which you only want more
These are private confessions
Not added to legend of lore
Adding substance to the world though
Would require much effort, a coup
Forgive the truly low blow
But that seems too much effort for you
The world must seem like an oyster
One that you wish to eat
You feel as though you’ve been cloistered
And lacking of anything sweet
Forgive my troubled verses
I see the ire in your eyes
Little effect have your curses
The truth will outweigh the lies.


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