Impotence - 2011/05/07

This now is the time
In the correct place
Where is the courage
Behind a solemn face

The deaf man composes
Melodies that inspire
While a fat man works
Never seeming to tire

Each battling uniquely
A warped mirrors twist
Always looking for the
Answers others missed

In their chosen toils
Great mystery emerges
As the questions fuel
Their enigmatic urges

Yet on some summer day
They do finally expire
Their hopes and dreams
Cast into eternal fire

This timid wind so blows
Breaking down the strong
Permitting time to crack
The right into our wrong

With all of this in mind
I am assaulted in wonder
As we battle a nostalgia
That tears truth asunder

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