Comes an age when you know

nothing of investment and return

But you sense loss

without knowing why

For you have lost a lifelong friend

You whose life has yet to be won.

Don’t you know the way

to get home from Church when

the time comes for just retribution

of sins? To lock the door and sin-like after

wards ask what to do with the core

of the sickness you envelope away from

the milk and sour-faced wait for the

journey to complete.

Alone you know not

the friendship of those lost

and the gathering grief for they that

are lost has no gathering except

here in the wonders

of time.


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