answers that come when you do not believe
that truths are left to find or to declare
the world seems to conspire to drive you spare
and there's not one moment in which to grieve
the ones who tried to lie and to deceive
and who discovered that life could be fair
beyond the need for service and for care
they will our hearts and minds at last relieve
accept that light comes and darkness goes
and that the pattern will in time reverse
we are now held in place by bonds of steel
we listen for the nightly wind that blows
out from the realm of the odd and perverse
and once more put our shoulders to the wheel
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
25 October 2007
the normal realm
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