A Word or Two From Da

'tis nae s' hard t' write wi' heat
Sa lang as ye c'n feel
The tethers on y' hands an' feet
As future turns the wheel

There's simple folk who will repeat
The failures of their ilk
And smarter swifter carrion
Will hide their knives in silk

The wall of time yet stands t' hide
The future from the past
An' a' the heads that ha' na' banged
Have saved the bind t' last

If one smart man could poke a hole
and take a little peek
He'd likely patch it up s' fast
He'd just be gone a week

So stay awa' from one eyed men
Wi' terror hid in t' other
And fight t' stay a child my son
While caring for y' mother

Reviews

[Gandré]

This poem has great rhythm, stressed and deep in its morals. I loved especially the 2nd stanza. So the message is - don't run into trouble, it will meet you anyway (no joking). Great poem.