Antoine La Najja

The Wind

The wind burns my eyes
Do not ask me why
For I embrace its beauty
And boast of its freedom.

Yet the wind burns my eyes
I have not figured out why.
The birds speak nothing of it
Yet it allows them to glide.

Still the wind burns my eyes,
Hath I insulted it?
Do my compliments make you weary
Or make the heavens grow sad?

The wind, now as stubborn as ever
Pelts at my eyes.
Damn your destruction
That makes the Devils smile glad

The wind scratches my eyes,
And makes nature seem careless.
Who intertwines with the dirt,
And throws it quite bad.

The wind stabs my eyes,
And laughs at me so
For its whistles and squeals
Makes the mocking bird mad.

The wind burns my eyes,
Now I doth think of it twice
For it may not be the burns
But the burdens of life

For the tears that doth pour
Hath burnt my eyes also.

Submitted: Saturday, June 05, 2010

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