Me and my chicken
Won't take a lickin'
Whenever he crows
Everyone knows it's
Me and my chicken.
Me and my chicken
Our hearts are tickin'
Cluckin' and pickin'
Here in the thicken
We keep on kickin'
Me and my chicken
Rooster and wiccan
You be awestricken
Your heart will quicken
For me and my chicken.
Categories:
awestricken, animal, farm, friendship, funny,
Form: Lyric
Darkness has bewitched light
To ride in the wheels of doom,
Fight blind it core sights.
Gripped progressions like tight brooms.
Rays of hope sunk in distrust,
Our wages rust
For years in longer nights.
Why other years of the nights?
For a second becomes longer than an hour,
Sights blurred for faint morrow;
Perpetual resolutions turn sour
On the dreams of better morrow.
Awestricken on the slow walk of
The millipedes and centipedes,
Lost if they'll paddle us to dawn;
The day we never cease to dream.
Wake you daggers of revenge!
To sieve the timeless nights
On the bed of progressive lights.
Fight the dreaded nights
Let the day break now
While we're one and our souls alive.
Categories:
awestricken, anxiety, betrayal,
Form: Prose Poetry