Have you ever, Dreamt without wishing for it to come true?
Music drew choking Nature, Singing foolish Feathers’ parody
When time crawls like a toothless, Against prayers to nature for pace
You desired; pen me a poem, something, anything, I could only shovel out a comedy, deep from the ancient dirt.
Wise men had risen, wise men did fall; I have a wise man as neighbor, who still stands tall.