Friday, February 1, 2019

miscarriage of justice


there are no words which i can write

no poem or lyric to recite

just cast these pages to the waves

and all these words i’ve made my slaves

to serve me and to suffer long

as i attempt within each song

to show how beautiful you are

i’ve searched the world and the stars

for any words which might describe

and aptly do more than imply

but i have yet to find the phrase

to give your beauty proper praise

beyond words and all description

un-enabled exposition

all i can say upon this day

all stones are gray on this pathway

of poetry written by me

for if your beauty one should see

they’d know my words have yet to show

your beauty that their eyes now know

 

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