Old Rock
Passing by this old rock I met ten
years ago
Displaying ugly scars of many
useless battles
Fought to escape my laughter
Fought to make the tearful rain
Sought to grow my garden of
woe.
This old rock I met ten years ago
Laughs at my lonely life
Mocks at my mangled mind
Points at this broken axe
I hack brethren down.
This old rock I met ten years ago
Bawls over my bloody hands
Asks if mine is a happy life
Living in this empty town
Once full of songs.
This old rock I met ten years ago
Asks if there is a home
For people I send beyond.
Dear old rock I met ten years ago
Why not go and see for yourself?
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