blending reflections of me
from the shards of this brawl
into something you see
hanging on a wall
for every second we bleed
through the darkness we crawl
with the liars and thieves
the fakes and the frauds
so paint your grass a new green
for a moment lived short
or use seed and routine
for full overhaul
tuned to darkness by greed
with our hope overdrawn
wasted tied up being free
rattling chains we bought
to really see we must seek
find and decode the scrawl
is it there up your sleeve
with dreams you ignore
for we must dig and dig deep
then climb high over walls
if it’s built for the sea
its dead if its moored
for life sends questions that breed
don't be drowned by them all
because even the leaves
don't know why they fall
and if all this is to tease
from which glass was it poured
when you’re down on your knees
in the darkest storms
blue skies are born
- mjr