the monster we can't see's the one to fear
those that we watch are quite easy to ward
we spend our time in worry and in care
the dull red clouds now tell us to beware
as storms are coming and will batter hard
the monster we can't see's the one to fear
this light we seek shows that the world is bare
yet darkness from our hearts is still not barred
we spend our time in worry and in care
we've shaken off the dream and the nightmare
we've other obligations on the card
the monster we can't see's the one to fear
at this point we can't do more than just stare
the bearer of our hopes is never marred
we spend our time in worry and in care
nothing we have are we allowed to spare
rope is now paid out measured by the yard
the monster we can't see's the one to fear
we spend our time in worry and in care
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
27 April 2007
falling off the edge
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