Saturday, April 16, 2011

Reflections

Us all, broken pieces hiding shame, blame, scars
Like Dumpty waiting for the kings' men
Intsy tumbling down the water spout
No one sees the cracks, the scars from fall and tumble
Smiles deceive, dances divert, gait allures
But us alone, feel the bones through the skin
Us alone, shame and ashamed
I could not get it done, in one go!