It Can Still Be Done
The case seems closed indeed You who refused to give heed Is now faced upfront with need And helpless like a withering seed Once confident, now in your shadows Time to read, you strolled instead in the meadow* For study, you took rather a bed below Now reckoning nears like a farmer’s sow From the store full of nothing Remembrance brings not a thing Pained and helpless like a stone less sling Your case, not a solution […]
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