No reason left to cry
Trees brawling in the storm
feed this lyrical moment in time
outstretched limbs reach towards the sky
the rope tightens around
an opaque pride
and into the urban wasteland
vanity's solitary figure cries
release me from this uncertain worm
buried deep within this conflicted mind
as freedom beckons beneath a gossamer cloud
lay my beating heart on the ground
let me taste once
what has always been denied
then release the snarling dogs
and let them feast on sanity's demise
invite the dawn chorus to sing
liberate my soul
throw my ashes to the wind
the cheque book is now empty
and there remains no reason left
to cry.
© Rik - 18/02/2006
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2006-02-18 at 02:20
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