PAPER CUP by Phil WallingPAPER CUP
The castle of blood
High up in the clouds
Removes my mask
Prepares my shroud
Pretense in denial
Kneel in prayer
What reality meglomates the soothsayer?
.....ah, but I may as well disturb the universe
THE WRITTEN WORD WAS ONCE HEARD - they talk of it
THE WRITTEN WORD WAS ONCE HEARD - in spasms and fits
THE WRITTEN WORD WAS ONCE HEARD - your hands are greasy
THE WRITTEN WORD WAS ONCE HEARD - with sweat and toil
Days can wither and pass you by
Over the seas, gulls can fly
Dogs can fight and men will die
A helpless mother can weep and cry
A ship can travel many nights
A poet may laugh at the writs
A man can suddenly lose his sight
Prophets may stand up for their rights
A bomb can blow the world to bits
.... obliterate the might
But still we share the tormented dream
To cross over this great divide. 02/01/2005 Author's Note: Peace
Posted on 02/01/2005 Copyright © 2025 Phil Walling
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