Tension

Been a while.

Heavy as a burden,

Your gaze and stout of man

Paves way for all who follow you,

All who wait in by the hour,

Just in hands that wish to sour

All your farrowed dreams and feared

Ones that rip riches from our hands!

It is you the burning anguish,

You the rusted dock,

The only one to service love

Yet you bear the left-handed gun,

Yes, you bear the damn-ed gun.

Reviews

[Neon]

Quiet nice stuff... based in title totally. Nice job.

[Kristine Ferg]

Thank you very much for your review