Bug Eyes

If I could be a human on the wall
I'd tell it all

I'd tell everyone the dirtiest secrets of kings
Cleanliness is for beggars
Strive must be a nature
He who has it all can finger his insides with pinky ring delight
Saw him chip gold on gold
Fancy, fixated, cool

If I could be a human on the wall
I'd tell it all
I'd tell the mislead a short cut
light traces steps backwards
back to home quicker than you or I
follow it
follow strength through stalking if need be
a nuance withered is invisible to the greedy

If i could be a human on the wall
I'd tell it all
I'd tell everyone it would all fall into place one of these days

If I could be a human on the wall
I'd stand tall
I'd clip my wings and forget flight

If only I was human on the wall
and not a fly at all
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Culverhouse Avatar
February 4, 2010 at 3:38 PM
fly free!!
Brown Avatar
January 8, 2010 at 10:55 AM
Thank you for sharing your wonderful poetry with us today Martin. May your writing take you to new heights each and every day. Love, Carol
Culverhouse Avatar
January 7, 2010 at 3:04 PM
ok, enjouyed reading
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