Bard
01-01-2006, 03:26 PM
The curtain is lifted
On a bright new day
Words colliding
Having their own way
Somersaulting this way
And that way too
All howling like banchees
Screaming, see me too
One says yea,
And one says nay
Some run away
Till another day
The mind bursting in fireworks
Like a fourth display
The words as wee children
All demanding their way
The mind as a damn
About to give way
To the merry-go-round children
The stars of the play
R.E.B.
On a bright new day
Words colliding
Having their own way
Somersaulting this way
And that way too
All howling like banchees
Screaming, see me too
One says yea,
And one says nay
Some run away
Till another day
The mind bursting in fireworks
Like a fourth display
The words as wee children
All demanding their way
The mind as a damn
About to give way
To the merry-go-round children
The stars of the play
R.E.B.