Tuesday, May 6, 2008

if

if
was a dead seed
that never bore leaves
a barren womb
nohow pleased
these tiny hands did not believe
gave it cold earth
warm sun and drink to make it weep
it cracked a little
and a sapling arose
was there a minute ago
hands with axes hacked and did their job
satisfied went home to rape their wives
meanwhile if gave a sorry sigh
these shiny eyes saw dense bush in its place some day
these little hands continue the ritual
believing another 'ling on its way

1 comment:

k said...

And if I had a clue I'd know exactly
What to do
If I were the wiser of the two

And if I saw it all so clear
I'd write it down and bend your ear
If I were the clearer of the two

All I do, all I do

And if I heard the angels sing I'd
Sing it back to you and bring the
Sound of heaven ringing just for you

And if I saw the sun fall down
I'd pick it up and make a crown
One that was a perfect fit for you

We could find a place to stay
A secret little hide away
Spend a little time inside of you

All I do, all I do

All eyes, all eyes
All eyes on you