another saturday passing

[fledgist]

the morning's broken by a single chime

of postman at the door or message come

to tell us to beware of horrid crime

 

you'd think the passage of this clearer time

would lead to meanings with a higher sum

the morning's broken by a single chime

 

before we set our feet to the next climb

allowing those with faces ever glum

to tell us to beware of horrid crime

 

beneath the shade where matters in their prime

are not disturbed by sound of wind or drum

the morning's broken by a single chime

 

ignored by snails leaving their trails of slime

and much too ignorant for those who succumb

to tell us to beware of horrid crime

 

bewailing our appearance in loud rhyme

until their tongues and faces have turned numb

the morning's broken by a single chime

to tell us to beware of horrid crime