Martinez Africanchild Breeze
Sonnet 2: Only-Only
Keep thou afar off thine garments of grief,
For in these lay sad memories of years long ago.
Does not thy hopes of good fortune comfort thee with soothing relief,
Thou who hast to thyself many evils brought upon?
Drink no more from thine own tears,
And escape from feasting in misery;
Lest thou be weary and shrouded in many fears,
Empty of existence and lost in history.
Though thy days be gloomy and lonely,