No Currency In DivorceA Poem by S. Michael Long
bless me father for i have sinned
I conjure up things god ended to begin again just because he ends something doesnt mean it has run its course i dont waste my time with failure and i hold no currency in divorce. planets rotate while the galaxy moves there is no record head spinning in a groove everything wasted, and nothing gained spending all of our time in division of conjecture and what fruit we gain from blame never more and nothing less the sacrifice of fools who keep promising until death.
© 2012 S. Michael Long |
Stats
488 Views
11 Reviews Shelved in 1 Library
Added on May 27, 2012Last Updated on May 29, 2012 Author
|