Monday, July 2, 2007

"False Dreams of the Innocent"

Another runaway who waits for the bus
That heads off to a place on the map
It matters not where the journey ends
It bridges some unseen gap
The reasons for parting seem to be many
Some worse than others I am told
Survival is the name of the game
Only intended for the bold
For those who are meek fall by the wayside
Unless strangers befall them who ask
For nothing in return of what they offer
They are knights of a valiant task
Perhaps some words to turn them home
The offer of a cell phone call
Heading off the possibilities
Of what they may befall
A shepherd finds his lost sheep
And does what he must in order to keep
The preservation of innocent ewes
To head off the wolf that surely pursues
In the aftermath there is always that look
That you seem to feel from above
Is it some sort of a sign being given
Or merely the song of the dove
It is concealed like a hidden treasure
Its revelation never revealed
The knight knows that's how it goes
He has merely enabled his shield
To once again
Defend the virtues of another lost soul

© 2007 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

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