martes, 2 de abril de 2013

Nights and Days


An arrow hit me
and it stuck
between the scattered
pieces of my broken luck
My head bowed down
My gaze is fixed
This arduous path
leaves me no room for tricks

Look not my way
go blind unless
you mean with death to
deal and tragedy caress
I'm hedged about
A rainbow's hope
is all I have
of ever getting out

I walk my nights
I sleep my days
I die repeatedly
in many different ways
Like morning dew
affliction falls
and wets my brow
at every bugle call


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