Missed Your Call

By SilencioBarnes on March 30, 2007

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It shall be called corruption
This seed of lust and ignorance
That bends us in it’s clutches

Whose fault who struck who twanged the string
That preludes our destruction

Whose name to blame who gains this thing
We both reached out to touch it

Thinking it was freedom gained

Thinking we’d be free to sing

The song of losing nothing

But we were wrong
Yet we march on
I didn’t change the tone

And so each day you phone
It plays our song…

It plays our song…
It plays our song…

It plays our song…
And that is why I missed your call

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SilencioBarnes is the nom de plume of Rasheen A. – He is a amateur writer, poet and musician, as well as an all around nice guy:)

Barbara

This was done really different…I liked the way you laid it out though…it all fell right into place from the first word to the last word.
Excellent

Barbara
Barbara

This was done really different…I liked the way you laid it out though…it all fell right into place from the first word to the last word.ExcellentBarbara
Anonymous

Very nice. Love the cadence to it. ~Goddess of Verbals
Anonymous

Very nice. Love the cadence to it. ~Goddess of Verbals