A fate blackened by Mud
Eyes sorrowed and saddened
The weight of his life in his hands
His fingers curled — around grey stone
Yellow Superior
That wish of which could see
Ember-Amber eyes, seeing so
To whence he saw, everlasting
Glov-ed hand, placed upon
A tens-ed shoulder, soft.
"You are a bother? Wish you to-"
"You are my father; I wish not"
"Then do somberly — so"
"Will then, you — leave me -lone"
"A boulder in your hands, rath-r than"
"Capsizing my sight— I feel it"
Glov-ed hand, placed upon
Softly a- —head — so
His heart — soul; wherefore, now closed
And pasted his door — tightly shut
Wise — Caribbean eyes
A river flows through them
So too — a river flows through him
A cascade — this boulder's best friend
A be trusting rain falls
And it blurs — a right mind
To forever — star — burn brightly
Yo-ur end — ne-ar — but not here
Glov-ed hands, placed around
His trembling figure — and
He is brought back by the caring
Of yellow, Superior eyes
And his star burns so bright
The stone is merely — a pebble