You Are the Wedge Driven Between UsA Poem by Dennis Shanaberg
It was an accidental shame
That led to incidental blame. But can you blame Someone for an accident When the end was never meant? You are a stubborn mule. You run on overpriced fuel. The wheels are turning slower. The headlights meanly glower. Anyone who looks into them Drives off course. You’re such a stubborn horse. Can’t we just turn over a new leaf. Or should we leave you alone. You’ll be back in another week. Your loneliness is starting to grow. I know. Your loneliness only grows Even though you got to go. It was an accidental shame That led to incidental blame. But can you blame Someone for an accident When the end was never meant? You are the alarm that wakes me. You are the ticking that hates me. The bells o’ brass ring ever louder. The shaking makes the sound ever odder. Maybe it is on it’s way To falling apart. Your time is coming apart. It was an accidental shame That led to incidental blame. But can you blame Someone for an accident When the end was never meant? These lives are up for rent. © 2010 Dennis ShanabergReviews
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1 Review Added on December 23, 2009 Last Updated on May 6, 2010 AuthorDennis ShanabergMentor, OHAboutAbout my Life… It’s a preface far too long For anyone to read. It’s growing longer everyday. Filled with love and laughter, life and greed. more..Writing
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