Sunday, January 29, 2017

bend like rubber


Bend like rubber
You never want to do
You dropped your way
Leaving the moment to the wind

The sound on the chopping board
It rings the sound in the air
The devil rises from his slumber
Dripping wet to get the score

Driving a hard bargain to get the ore
The drumming in the mind to score
The sorry state of affairs to read
The unfulfilled dream sleeping in the mind

The wind blowing the palm leaves
Bending it slowly brushing it carelessly
Pushing it to the ground telling the need for it
Then the wind stop the unfulfilled need arises

You can't do it to me!
I need to touch the ground”
The wind laugh blowing it hard
Is it really? You should be hung high and dry!”


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