Monday, November 28, 2011

Charon...

Two pennies for my thoughts,
copper coins for the journey
At the Gate it seems i have waited,
watching Life and Death pass me by
Lost souls cry to me,
words that are not my own
come to me
and only after it is written
do i see
but never understand
For i am not in command
how can i make you comprehend
that i am just a poor messenger
sent on a fool's errand,
mouthing words like an idiot savante
that i don't pretend to understand?...
06-28-10

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