We know you
know these arguments
of ours
from each
and either sides,
and I know why
and I agree
you cannot seem
so true or false,
and cannot let
either/or lie,
or just
let be.
So I pull out
and cherry pick
best snippets from
your scripture writ,
and
- be the prophet,
since you must.
Because you are.
It's only just. But I
will be evangelist.
And we shall see
whose news is pressed.
And we shall see
whose good is not
nor ever shall be left
to rot, or missed a spot,
or hid beneath
a single bushel
basket, for
like thieves
in nights
we come in sneak,
each baring glaring
lantern lights
to put this thing
of ours to sleep,
perchance to let
it rest.
Postponing wake,
'til mourning must
and actually comes:
procrastinate, for you
and I,
know which of us
has always won.
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Friday, November 19, 2021
Chapter Vs
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