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August's Lament

Oh these two Mandarin trees. Yes Symbols.
They are symbols. Time has passed ring the bells.
They are also symbols of the Great War.

(August yells at May even though she is not there)

The fight that has embittered to the core.
Your sad father never accepted me.
He didn’t call me part of the family.
But there in dwells the sharp and spiky thorn,
For when in him stubbornness is well born.
Will give and receive the same foul weather,
For I never accepted him either.

(Enter Fairies)
(August talks to the Fairies at the end of the garden.)

Now I am mad. It comes as no surprise.
The garden fairies dance before my eyes,
Years of nonsense will drive anyone mad.
But these cherubs are welcoming not sad.
For the most part mine was a life unlived.
Born here to do the work of those unloved.
I really didn't achieve anything.
The precious part of me wanted to sing.
I didn't find the cure for cancer.
Just took my lead from the other dancer.
A life without courage or endeavour.
Will hardly allow greatness to endure.
The garden sprites do not comfort me now.
They mock the promise I did not allow.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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