what, to anyone else, can one give?
on whose mercy does anyone live?
perhaps my soul bears no merit
no wonder, no one to me does a second glance give
there was a time when you and i were oh-so-close!
did someone eye us with evil motive?
if a war of words is someone's desire
my tongue, too, of harshness can give
many a time have i suffered in love
yet i did not vacate the path where my beloved does live
unable as i am to manage my own life
how would i know how others live?
my own longevity i cannot vouch for
but do pray that to you longevity god give
much rather would i starve to death
than on someone's discarded morsels live
is my own soul pure and free of stain?
that i can critique how the world should live?
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