Out In the Fen

9/21/16


Spiderwebs
Close and far from water levels continuing to ebb

The skies overhead
Occasionally not blue, they red

Plants with broken branches and damage to the stem
Some of which too sickly to mend

I don't recommend
Getting caught up, and copying any trend

Be yourself instead
And if you're struggling, take care of business, don't go to bed

People killing over bread
And to sever all ties and threads

Chopped lumber up with an axe and wedge
By myself and with some friends

Out in the fen
Found a gem

Stood at the edge
Of many a ledge

Always swam and tread
Some races I lost and some I won, even though I hadn't always led

Many stayed meanwhile others fled
Near and beyond any kind of watershed

Been in the snow with and without a sled
Around a lot of turns and bends

Many made a pledge
Prayed and aimed for evil to be cleansed

Been happening and seen widespread
Conflict and bloodshed


Yeah I all ready heard what you said
Better watch yourself if you try that again

Wasn't all that difficult to comprehend
The difference of boys and men
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