20 August 2007

a stone of the heart

no words remain to give us any shape
of mind and heart with which we may confront
those facts that may present themselves in blunt
manner and form we've but to bow and scrape
but still the human hides behind the ape
we are afraid for at night comes the hunt
and we can't use just any magic stunt
to aid in flight or to help our escape
the rules allow for no uncertain turns
we have to go along well-chosen tracks
but no maps guide us as we hopeful roam
the rivers freeze and the high sun just burns
too much we feel the weight upon our backs
the journey's long and we may not see home

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