Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Tuesday Night Post # 49


In all our individual squareness we still find a way to break law.  A break from images I settle for some words.


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Stepping lightly in a maze
Every turn can be a phase

Let one fall the rest remain

From the top there is only fear
for all to swallow and disappear

In that moment civilization maintained

Laws are made to protect
Dignity left out by the great architect

Beast rely on the love

In the holes left by hasty design
Leeches settle in civil decline

Life is lived never shoved

In the mist of discontent
Masses drift with no vents

Shedding all that remains excess

In the end we find the truth
In nothing but the bitter root

Slowing down what needs not progress

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