Apr. 3rd, 2012

fledgist: Me in a yellow shirt. (Default)
 there is a corner where light does not reach

even at noontime so we go to hide

away from where the foolish yellers preach

 

some days we dream of lazing on the beach

and waiting for the changing of the tide

there is a corner where light does not reach

 

untouched by hardness of unruly speech

where none can urge and no one can deride

away from where the foolish yellers preach

 

we may be safe from murderer and leech

both from the open blade and from the snide

there is a corner where light does not reach

 

into the silence where there is no screech

of angry voices seeking to divide

away from where the foolish yellers preach

 

we may be sure of what belongs to each

and how we find that only out of pride

there is a corner  where light does not reach

away from where the foolish yellers preach

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