the darkness of night the light of day but for blindness i can not judge the left hand for shield the right for sword but was born with none so cannot grasp with a mouth so full of words i cannot speak but choke on others meanings sometimes i am deaf to the cries of the many whilst i shed tears for my own salvation the heart it speaks without a voice a gentle reminder of what to do its beating silent until it hurts if only i knew right from wrong i would mark tablets of stone with grinding teeth but alas they are juvenile not yet hard enough as adults we play as children and as childen we play as adults if only id known the rules but i cannot read
if only i knew
Posted - Dec 28 2020 : 6:23:02 PM
