what's given to the gods is not a waste
shoved into memory and kept alive
we hurry but we show too little haste
what we most cherish is now firmly cased
in the one place we think it ought to thrive
what's given to the gods is not a waste
the body and the mind together laced
provide an answer we might not derive
we hurry but we show too little haste
against the storm we seek not to be braced
a proper ending one day must arrive
what's given to the gods is not a waste
on no hard evidence our hope is based
we've taken hardest blows some four or five
we hurry but we show too little haste
the best thing that we had was the first taste
of freshest honey taken from the hive
what's given to the gods is not a waste
we hurry but we show too little haste
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
18 November 2007
needed sacrifice
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