and so they came
toting their rattly,
squeaky radio flyers.
tiny disciples,
eyes blinking for a nap
dry,small, parched,
the mouths of babes thirst
unknowing,
drink without answers,
quench without seeing.
my mouth more desperate,
thirst brings frantic,
i refuse drink,
untrusting.
toting their rattly,
squeaky radio flyers.
tiny disciples,
eyes blinking for a nap
dry,small, parched,
the mouths of babes thirst
unknowing,
drink without answers,
quench without seeing.
my mouth more desperate,
thirst brings frantic,
i refuse drink,
untrusting.
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