A Patch From Scratch
the noisy gong
echoing the clanging cymbals
seizes the loudness within
as we sing notes without pitch
still our life’s music plays on
the bed with roses
floats on water beneath ice
sailed by the breeze from trees
with barks blinded by sight
still our journey path continues
the morsel of a giant
in the feast of dwarfs
are all fragmented spaces
of a quartered square
still we stand upright to measure
Copyright © Ebizimo Arabina | Year Posted 2021
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