every seven times nine

time walks a path past my thoughts and dreams

never ending horizon of hopes fears and follies

ever the insouciant stars for company staring

always raining crying thinking out loud quietly

perterbations upon the earths crust

palpitations at the tides of thought

quaintly examining this perplexed monstrosity

until all the thoughts are locked away

sent to war or beaten into ploughs

peacfull battlefield of flowers reaching

sermons in stone on ramparts fleeting

causes and particles rain drops and fallout

sink all the ships of hate

all the ships of state

sink all the lies that create islands

upon the common wave….


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