Wednesday, August 22, 2018

reformer


by chuck leary




i woke up this morning
and swallowed my pills
took a clean sheet of paper
and cured the world’s ills

it took but one morning
of one single day
and when i was done
there was no more to say

o you who crave glory
and need excitement to live
i regret to destroy you
i have no solace to give


the dark clouds have parted
the sun does now shine
if you die of boredom
it is no fault of mine

your sad fellow creatures
have prayed for this event
they asked for a savior
and i was sent

hear the whisper of the river
the babble of the brook
i have written the pages
and closed the book



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