We are not all witness to what happens and some like the monkey seem to see nothing even when they look.


Monkey I see You

Monkey I see you
I see all of your friends
Your chattering echoes through
Like the wind that never ends

Monkey do you see me?
Do you keep to telling lies?
You squabble from the thorn tree
Spitting gossip to the skies

Monkey you see nothing
I haven't heard before
Your happy life is rotting
And dissolving into war




Poetry by Adrian Wood
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Written on 2012-03-29 at 01:01

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