The Vigil Vindicator
A blizzardery blitz. white spotted morning.
A score plus five.
Nay, nay, nay, tis nay that came from his blundering mouth.
A child entering.
Falling in a gust of wind.
An appearance as small as a snowflake.
Taking sides, faltering at each clumsy move,
made without pre thought.
Being a skivvy to his body.
A slave to his brain.
Rejection to such quantity.
Something as beautiful as is ugly.
Justice know.
Understanding, difficult.
While his soul is free, he, struggling to leave the world pure.
Rubbish, tripe, Venus , Jupiter.
His depth of responsibility shows.
Progress of reason may turn the snowflake to hail.
Rejection, damage, death, destruction,
he can no longer control.
Understanding the depth of difficulty.
We will have quantities of snowflakes and each an individual.
Copyright © Joni Gerech | Year Posted 2006
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