Broken Dove
Forever in the mist above
Salacious rumour long will be
Conspirators who gather see
The smashing of the charming dove
The ignorant make haste to cry
To strip this victim to its bone
And never stopping to ask why
And never for their sins atone
Forever in the mist above
The absent bird with broken wing
No longer with the heart to sing
A tragic sight bereft of love
Still yahoos gossip with no care
They live for now so feckless free
And never stopping on the tare
And wonder how its life might be
Forever in the mist above
The consequence is almost dead
Except remorse thats in the head
Of one yahoo that courage drove
Contagious is the shame it seeds
Through hapless hoards regretful now
Who sorry for their reckless deeds
The broken dove will not allow
Copyright © David Byrne | Year Posted 2010
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