Monday 22 June 2009

So says Martin



we “extends” no arm to a future
Lest the totality, of our failure
Visit upon us a fury
And Chop us to little pieces

Our ship had barely sailed
Before the decades glibly passed
We have awoken in our twilight
Startled, we were ever asleep

because life never conferred
Its blessing upon our dreams
We eternally damage our present
with the iron barbs of regret


2006


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