Matthew Lane

Rookie (10/07/1985 / Texas)

What Weeping - Poem by Matthew Lane

What weeping I wept this Wednesday,
For the loss of what was not mine,
What sorrow felt down to the marrow,
A victim without a crime,

Hopeless promises, plans, and assertions,
What mice-like men we must be,
The better-laid that we intended,
The most damage done to our feet,

Trip'd, misled, and walled-up completely,
Web woven of boulders and bricks,
And for all the will and the wanting,
Not a single problem was fixed,

So now I sit mad, sad, and lonely,
Embers of the love betwixt,
Cursing, wailing, and moaning,
Man, life is a bi.....xt?


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010



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