anon, anon
confusion reigns
Lost in a storm of confusion
No where to run
No where to hide
cant even find the keys to a slide
Look left
Look right
even now
for you where its night
here is light and bright.
The joke is worn out and old
even now i am cold
the difference between bowled and bold
remains to be seen and told
Horrors, terrors not usually seen
comes in this place
this in between
time is divided
yet i hold more watches
then watchers on the top
of tall towers
dont look at the water master
yet a Master
i have none
no rider for this horse
when the Kingdom comes
Put aside and wasted
Starvation pasted
in to life
a punishment
given everyday
the climax of which
comes by 11/11 aye
Remember, Remember
the Eleventh of November
a rhyme thrust at my teeth
the birthday of Michael
fighting for his freedom
from me
i would let him go
happily
if i knew how
So anon
be kind
be gentle please
as i await my demise
miserably
as every one
and all once loved
is taken from me
i worry for my children
my greatest sin
loving them more
than the LORD THY GOD
i did not know him
YOU WILL LOVE THY LORD
THY GOD WITH ALL YOUR HEART
ALL YOUR SOUL
AND ALL YOUR STRENGTH
but where is he to love
a strange thing
to be punished for what you dont know
Jewish knowledge
we fail for lack of knowledge
my lack of knowledge
Now i know too much
i want to die
as i see no hope of redemption
as the truth rolls by
i've asked
i've begged
but stop he wont
Jerusalems destruction
almost total
So be kind anon
be gentle
i know i sound
more than a little mental
watch for miracles
and joy
they come to you
its spring here
time for you to rejoice