Mystic Rose Rose Poet Rhyme

Before the World Began Who Were We

Before you held me like twine   
before the sun rose just to die  
I heard a battle axe cry, mine    
What were we, before   ? 

To each other we were cast 
like two dice in a bar brawl 
numbered days of anger 
Before you gave me a name 
what were we, to each other  ?

End of the season you are the reason 
sleepless nights turn into nightmare 
what hurts the most is that you care 
father son fights, a separate dance 
why couldn't we get along, dad  ? 

Before the world began, who were you to me,  
they say time heals, then why today can't we ?

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Lindsay Laurie November 19, 2021 at 9:49 PM Hello Mystic Rose ... oh yes, things can change, but rarely stay the same once one hundred percent becomes fifty - thanks Mystic Rose - Lindsay

Bill Baker November 17, 2021 at 10:25 AM Provacative poem Mystic, A lot to think about. Bill

Vijay Pandit November 8, 2021 at 6:19 AM Much depth to your questions my friend in this reflective write. Your ending line spells the essence of your poem.

Victor Buhagiar November 8, 2021 at 5:51 AM Healing is important but alas it takes two t tango. But you have the right disposition. Well written. Hugs.