Poems Revised For Fellow Eckists # 7 - A Requiem To T.F.B. Poem by Mike Barrett
Poems Revised For Fellow Eckists # 7 - A Requiem To T.F.B.
A REQUIEM TO T.F.B.
A
String
When drawn too tight
Snaps.
A
Branch
When bent too far
Breaks.
Grass
When trod upon too often
Dies.
Is
Not human love
Like any of these three?
May SUGMAD
In ITs infinite mercy
Grant this Soul
Yet another opportunity
Another chance
To learn the secrets
Which create the happiness
Which has eluded It
In this,
His lifetime.
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