Words

   
   
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I care not who reads these words  
but read they must be,  
they need breath and light of day.  
Do not understand my words  
or even my understanding  
words borrowed from the  
lexicon at my mothers knee  
rest with all the days I write.  
Do not let them fade or neglect  
as Achilles without daily excercise.  
None need listen none understand  
blame them not for my thoughts  
if they make no sense  
dissemble them, make another.  
I am man none more stupid  
walked or flew the earth  
or dredged the sea.  
Promise,whoever you are  
take my script and air the words.  
The priest alone in his cell,  
none to listen, none forget.  
I have a box filled to the brim  
all I need from A to Z  
and enough of a to z.  
Blame them not for my stupidity  
cast by man they had no choice  
the mould from which I sprang  
the same of Heaven or Earth.  
Join them as you may  
in time some sense may come  
there is time and more.  
Take my words use as is your will  
lest they moulder on the shelf.