My Comfortable Fear
welcome my son I've known you so long
your bright morning peace theology song
I've know you in birth, in hope of a year
i held you a child and old in your fear
welcome, invite your innocent pain
let me seduce the love of your vein
my child my son no earth could reduce
your peace, it from, untangle youth
I've know you so long, in this i have pride
always mine, your invincible side
for me it was food when you were so weak
my words were the years waiting to speak
breath my child, breath, let me taste
the spirit of life, and life of the haste
welcome, endure what i will contain
a meaningful birth and thoughts of the rain
my son, my heart, i knew you so well
death is my name and life is the spell
welcome my pardon, sleep in the dead
peaceful the night we lay in my bed
when all that is thought, pondered upon
becomes what you are, solid a song
to sing for a moment, it must be so right
darkness of morning, morning of night
then, my son, you limited breath
your ripe and conceive the flower of death
my name and soul, i wish you the same
cold in your flesh , peace, i contain
no skin, though a point, famous in name
for passion witch I live and will claim
regard me as not, elusive, a dream
I am a truth, as hope is a scheme
touch me and feel the power of day
skates and school, red marmalade
I'm life, death, all in the same
I bring you forth, in memory's fame
so resist, fuss, turn in your grave
deny me the fuel to jest and behave
as I must, my son, my dear
simply entrust, my comfortable fear.
Copyright © Ezra Vancil | Year Posted 2007
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