They speak
Tell the old clock,
Not to speak at all
She wears an old cloak
She no more stands tall
Her music now fades
No tone, her croaky voice
She’s earned archaic grades
She’s gone back to toys
Tell that tree there
She’s now for exhibition
Just tell her, Live in fear
She proves no boastful ambition
Let her words be wrapped
Released only upon request
The folks have already trapped
Her minds oddest quest
Weakened wheel no grease
Stretching hands, commands for all
Ah, how I wish you’ll be teased
We await your mighty fall
She speaks
White men approach me
I run, but frail within
White men, radiant thee
I move out, you move in
Bring my good mug
Hot beverage no teeth
Sip sip sip no slack
May not even see today my feet
My words are fully opposed
Unperturbed, Ha, why worry
Treasure so beautiful, tossed
Foolery, they reject the worthy
Not bothered by this journey
Away with ignorant amateurs
Though not always right, this army
Of sense would not get you teary.
All they have, mine wealth before
Peacock strides, caramel dermises
Not for eternity, nevermore
This is not an eternal premises
Bobby, thats so insightful. Using words to make great meaning. Thumbs up…
Thank you Eunice. Highly appreciated. Blessings!
Great how you’ve put words together to spin such a beautiful piece. I like this.
Its great you appreciate this. Thank you