I kid you not

POSTED IN Stories February 17, 2014

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I Kid You Not

My eyes tell always: “I shan’t!”
when people want the hunters’ hunt,
yet, in their hunt I have been caught,
I kid you not.

At times I’m Arthur and Merlin,
my thoughts as swords come out and in,
Aye, with my crabbit thoughts I fought,
I kid you not.

While running on piano chord
my fingers build a better world
where children sleep in their cot,
I kid you not.

I teach a flower how to bloom,
a sun ray to avoid the gloom,
yet, people like not to be taught.
I kid you not.

A thousand years I tried to find
a blink of soul in every mind,
Yet, I cannot find what I sought,
I kid you not.

The magic words sleep in my wand
to unveil  Shamrock from beyond
the rainbow to the golden pot.
I kid you not.

 

 

 

Maria Magdalena Biela

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