PHILOMEL CANTUS

Heavens! I see it all right now And I quit before the killing blow. I, though with earnestness, played wrong Couldn't see I was being played all along. The strings on me were hard to see Still puppets would've been harder than me. God! I streaked and danced to the tune She played and made myself a buffoon. Strip it out and wipe it clean Freshen your heart for the coming queen. Then these will all be stories To sweeten life like a freezy breeze. Let them hate us, deny us or humiliate us, But don't let' em drag you like a wedding dress.

I would stand there all day Like a monkey carved in clay. My eyes tilted sideways To see her drift across my place. When her eyes search my presence I withdraws mine in defense. And in her disapproving countenance I saw pristine spirit, her familial assurance. Sometimes our eyes caught each other Both knowing the fancies hither. Confined by a shadow of pretence And battling with one's conscience. It began a game of fancy But now I belong in perpetual ecstasy.

Ignore, pretend you didn't see them, To get someone out of your system. Should you bring sorrow to a few Knowing smile will only be on you ? Eyes cut deeper than steel, Opens the 'flesh' and tell us not to conceal. Till they stop cutting, wounds wouldn't hurt, Then there is pain from which you can't revert. The treacherous villainy of Time, Separates me from my dame. I was a child playing games at love, In her elder heart that didn't move. Philosophy is easily lectured and exemplified, But to live with some is life acidified.