early to bed and early to rise
will surely bring a boy to his mental demise
but never to sleep so never to wake
must create a mad man with hands that shake
i drove the town, it did not rest
though unlike i, she played her cards to her chest
i wept when told tales of monstrous disease
and begged it wasn't true while down on me knees
soon after the sob and after the drive
the streets filled with faces like bees to the hive
never to know of the crimes and the lies
never truly seeing with their un open eyes
yes none take note of such dreadful things
so I'll wait and see what this ignorance brings
I'll still visit my mistress in the early morn
always taking her beauty always taking her scorn
now the sun shines and it lulls you away
with most still in be un aware of the day
I want to say that this is good and that it has a rhythym that reminds me of 'Twas the Night Before Christmas in a way, and I want to say that I like it.. but then that might insult the subject matter, so I will say. Well written, Riley.
ReplyDeleteThank you, mom.
ReplyDeleteafter taking an early drive yesterday morning, with the sun barely coming up i thought of the old ben franklin saying. jenny says the rhythm reminds her of the raven.