Thursday, June 12, 2008


It’s not fair!
You can’t put the weight on me
And tell me not to speak

You can’t involve me
Then expect me to veneer a child like resolve.
It’s too late
You can’t want me to do for you
And you not listen to me

Way you see it picking you is my new dirty job
I can’t even retort in debate
Or change the pace when were both running late
But I can lift you to your feet
And I can confront the aunt who falsely quit the need of a needle
And the want of a nail


Nail me to cross if you feel I’m no longer absolved
But don’t get me involved
If my work won’t help to solve
The dilemma of all involved

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