Yarbles (dyakobi) wrote in somewritesongs,
Yarbles
dyakobi
somewritesongs

A Scribe Or A Carpenter


So now and then..

A fountain pen is mightier than a wooden sword,

A call for help is better left ignored

A strange elixir better left un-poured?...........

 

 

My remedy, my remedy,

What has this strange elixir done to me?

On the wall in the hall

There was a shadow standing next to me.

 

Words were enticingly spoken

In a foreign tongue.

All that was told was then cast into stone

And buried to later be found.

 

Forlorn! 

Forlorn and torn from his mother’s care.

Stillborn!

Was he a scribe or a carpenter?

 

Did he gestate while sedated

On momma’s pills?

Despite all the chills, it’s the danger that thrills her

And she will be back there someday.

 

My remedy, my remedy

What has this strange elixir done to me?

On the wall in the hall

There crawled a spider and a centipede.

 

Words were inscribed incoherent

With a fountain pen.

And all that was written was matched unmistakably

Now just as if it was then.

 

 

So now and then..

A fountain pen is mightier than a wooden sword,

A call for help is better left ignored

A strange elixir better left un-poured?

 

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