THE SUMMER WE FELL
could I have said things in a different way
maybe shorter
maybe clearer
could I have juggled my mind to make space
for more reason
for more caution
could I have tapped my heart that it might see
eyes smarting through sneering lips
arms wanting through tightened fists
could I have held my peace in a heartbeat
surrendered my right to speak
consoled myself with a quiet tear
change falls like snow on arid land demanding
a season of its own
perhaps we were all just pawns to the bigger picture
be it that I have served my purpose
be it that I have served it well
maybe shorter
maybe clearer
could I have juggled my mind to make space
for more reason
for more caution
could I have tapped my heart that it might see
eyes smarting through sneering lips
arms wanting through tightened fists
could I have held my peace in a heartbeat
surrendered my right to speak
consoled myself with a quiet tear
change falls like snow on arid land demanding
a season of its own
perhaps we were all just pawns to the bigger picture
be it that I have served my purpose
be it that I have served it well
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