Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Marie

aloft in your hierarchy
and sprawling palaces
how could you have heard their plea
tell me how you could sweet Marie
of the throngs, too many voices to hear
too many preoccupations of time
how could you have heard their plea
tell me how you could sweet Marie
those luxurious diversions spent
only to spend more for more and yet
I implore, how could you hear their plea
how could you listen our sweet Marie
the decadence always too tempting
and wooers of your timely presence
how could you lend your ears to their plea
tell us this, would you sweet Marie
as you found the gowns and jewels aplenty
and the towering cakes so many
as sweet as you tasted your life
so too the blade licked your neck
how could you have heard their plea
tell me how you could sweet Marie
for as detached from your fellow man
so rolled your head from your neck
you couldn't lend your hand nor ears for their plea
but your head suited them well our sweet Marie





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