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Автор: Mick Banovic
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      JL

      Rock of ages

      Our modern day sages

      We hang on to your every word

      Even what is unheard

      Some give us glitz, others glamour

      You strip away our armour

      But still we are ever so keen

      Witnesses to the unseen

      You were standing

      At your front door

      Its surreal to think you might live

      In a cottage on the north shore

      We all miss you

      Though the years come and go

      All the kids still want to

      Bask in your glow

      You left us unprepared

      From your gilded cage

      Aimlessly enduring

      Killing continues to rage

      Struggling to understand

      Reasons of the insane

      Fill the poison chalice

      Prize was your fame

      Change is hard

      Peace elusive

      Can you

      Imagine

      A Girl

      Without a word

      Or a single touch

      Meaning is clear

      Intent not so much

      Our worlds

      Collide and repel

      As hearts drink

      From this forbidden well

      I’ve seen you shine

      I’ve seen you slumber

      Your despair

      And your hunger

      You never looked for me

      Despite what we shared

      Your indifference

      I wonder if you ever cared

      Your mind howls

      Stand firm I must

      With no regrets, or recoil

      Still there is no trust

      A bitter honey

      Flows from this hive

      Heart long been dead

      And yet you are alive

      Story’s over

      Day is done

      No four leaf clover

      No ones won

      I

      I am

      I am not

      I think

      I create

      I know it true

      Lies will bind ties

      Elusive key

      Mystery are we

      Alone again

      Reasons or not

      Who can tell

      What we have forgot

      Is man born

      Just to die

      Is life’s scorn

      Just so tears we cry

      We run this race

      To the finish line

      There is no disgrace

      To resign

      Breath the air

      From upon this rock

      Fill your lungs

      Toast the hemlock

      Time is now

      Words have lost their meaning

      Life’s slipping away

      There is no more feeling

      Bees

      Waiting on the cusp

      Watching the preparations

      All the bees are buzzing

      Heading to their destinations

      Kids with endless energy abound

      Others barely make sound

      Some are gold adorned

      They’re almost asleep, so bored

      Thunder from afar

      A sound not a whisper

      Courage in their chest

      Soldiers weapon a painful blister

      Bees in flight a wondrous sight

      Packed like their fishy cousin

      Above the cloud they reach the light

      Some alone others by the dozen

      Some bees are confused

      And argue with a turtle

      They may end up bruised

      Life can be brutal

      Other bees fly in pairs

      A flock of birds commute together

      From flower to flower bounty they share

      In all manner of weather

      Oh those industrious bees

      They gift the world not with money

      How they hustle, how they bustle

      And trade their life

      For a single speck of honey

      Time

      Light bounces of the silver ocean

      She walks on the soft sand

      Busy servants sweeping motion

      Palm leaves gentle land

      Reach through time and space

      Breeze caresses the green meadow

      You touch my scared face

      A heart, and voice so hollow

      World will exact its toll

      When flesh is no longer keen

      All are doomed to fall

      Better days have been

      Time you treacherous thief

      Unseen in the night

      Life ever so brief

      Ushers the fading light

      How can any man agree

      And willingly comply

      Not to thirst, hunger, feel or see

      Or surrender when he is to die

      The twilight days

      Have come so fast