Impressions of the waif, the overload
dissensions allocate ~ insolvent, told
are they that wile and wait
the other's strode!
While time be not incumbent
~ is not old,
to front concerns, not slumber
~ must unfold!
My life is not assunder
~ with grief's hold,
or looks for daily number
~ towards greed's gold!
The Now ~ my master's rumble
~ speaks, implodes
it's to my feet ~ the jumper
~ must explode
God's call remerits wonder
~ my unmold!
Categories:
unmold, visionary,
Form: Monorhyme