Diamonds
Don't laugh them off for their
wasted simplicity
Diamonds endure
a foisted impairment of reason
Even torn asunder,
they rise when dreams fall
and children cry
Don't turn them back and wear them out
Their fiction resides beneath
They calm aimless divides
Create a great hole,
and dance as told
Give them time and light,
Their sight ignites respect
For sparkles tonight
and darkness in the morning
Choose spaces for them to dress
and maidens to bless
Their glitter is gold...
and sadly, their charm is old
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