A KALEID0SCOPE LIFE
a kaleidoscope life
colored glass of many hues
falling into compartments
built by others to amuse
in hands that belong to another
the kaleidoscope turns on his whim
not for comfort or beauty
but for satisfying only him.
turn that scope you master
turn it while you can
turn it before it collides
and cuts your wicked hands
kathy Lockhart
5/12/06
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2006-05-13 at 06:52
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