The weak crawled out from among the weeds
Ragged breaths rattle. shrill, in bony cage
No eye nor ear found worthy cries to heed
Pine-footed forest ne'er a man has freed
Until the gasping fires come to rage
The weak crawled out from among the weeds
Rusty palms and fingers shake from greed
Dear Shame, no stories spill upon the page
No eye nor ear found worthy cries to heed
Shadowed knees shake and knock and bleed
Begging for a word from earthly sage
The weak crawled out from among the weeds
Sin and filth are now the only seeds
Of any throne of prince or king, this age
No eye nor ear found worthy cries to heed
Noble line broke his back among the reeds
While lonely women forget their timely wage
The weak crawl out from among the weeds
No eye nor ear found worthy cries to heed
(3/29)
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