Saturday, April 23, 2005

Superstitious?

The mirror cracks....innocence gone,
Not out of shelter but out of a home.
Child born, apron strings tugged,
Meeting a man, pretend to make love.

Womb grows, another is born,
Marry for guilt, this woman forlorn.
Second child is dead, buried and gone
The man decides its time to move on.

Another man comes, sweeps the woman away
Onto a new city, begin a new day.
Breakdown occurs, nasty memories remain
Marry for love, not a dime to their names.

Fertility tries, a child is born,
Elated and scared, trying to move on.
A career begins, life is as planned,
A heart attack comes and threatens the man.

Proclaiming "Onward!" to a new city they go
The middle of nowhere, they play in the snow.
Enjoying the life, thus ending the career
Will breaking the mirror last only 7 years?


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