FROM HIM TO HIM
FROM HIM TO HIM
That is how we have become.
My observation: there was a
Promise: He will lead now
He will lead next. But not born yet
So, I asked the question yesterday:
When last was the sign of Butter and Bread?
Amy, 'Dearest , have you the time to query?'
Ti's when your Tea is your Tie.
Surely, a dream? Slack hallucination!
Yet upon your labs of joy
Sat you there, Kingly posed
Majesting in parlour
Significantly signing new ways
Buying common senses
Staging new thinking
Reawakening new ideas
And enjoining new beliefs.
'But, we wait yet, said Amy.
To see him born, he that must lead
And when born, he passed on the race
Same in size and shape
'Twixt it a line
Counting one, singing all
Telling none dodging millions
Centering to home,
Craving beyond not
How the crowd yelled
And shouted to gain him the race.'
Said me, Ah...again Ah...
Well is enough
To say----
For the tongues that uttered a yes
And the thumbs that printed a yes
Should I my sleep count you
Grateful are thou.
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