Saturday, February 9, 2013

This Shall Pass

Who played with your symmetry
robbed you of poetry
and took all the remnants of hope
but I'll build you a canopy
to cover your apathy
and wait at the end of this rope
for this to pass
let this pass
like a storm driven across these shores
Who played with your empathy
cast off your ecstasy
and took all of your hope
but I'll rebuild your energy
to form your elegy
and tie a knot in this rope
for this shall pass
this too shall pass
like a storm that leaves these shores

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