Sunday, July 17, 2011

The Sediment

“The Sediment”

Now the tide that forces the waters,
To erode such beautiful shores.
I’d have stood against an army,
For just a little more.

Was I so insignificant,
That I lacked the condition of a requirement,
Or a cause or any kind of sort,
Of some sort of explanation,

Was I so horrible?
That I didn’t deserve a why?
Was I actually so terrible,
That you feared my eyes?

I belive that I was understanding.
I know that I was true.
Now I ponder against every star,
Wondering how much was actually you.

It’s been so long now,
That the question itself is irrelivent.
Still I muddle through,
The sediment.

Danny W Gunter

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