Tuesday, 30 May 2017
Leaving a Will!
Times struck hard Lonely thunders, lonely altar
Growing old isolated Thoughts shroud me cover, uncover Grown in Bondage one part ,
Also Unknowns blessed And not seek their part History of suffrage seeded in mind
For me and them Pricks me awake and close Am I living thousand deaths Or that Dying moments I fail to live......
Before I leave as I pray Will is difficult to ink it dark Bequeathed to generous souls,
Taught me what to wonder Against hardliners wish Epitaphs lives on borrowed lines "Love You ALL", Will, I may forget to draft