Tuesday, 12 January 2010

Around the bend.

I will make my defence
Against the world
If words of sense
Have been misheard,
If time well spent
Has been deferred,
And good intentions
Misrepresented.

And listen whistling
Whilst the charade
That is chosen by most
Of it is paraded,
And chicanes of every
Length are imparted,
Intending to soften
The speed of deceit.

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