Do You Understand
My heart aches with honesty,
Honestly I wish it would stop,my heart that is....
An appendage of pending trust,
The lust of the lazy,the must of guilt.
Flowers must wilt,eyes will get hazy,
Thoughts get crazy,yet my cup does not tilt.
I am the land whose muddy clutch swaddles seeds into children.
Happiness is squandered,undermanned,and slanted.
The goodness of a man is to give his hand planned and planted.
Do you understand?
Copyright © Chris Zarnsy | Year Posted 2011
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