Honestly, I'm a Liar, & Other Balances & Imbalances

May 29, 2011

Blind Pilgrim (Bound To Be)

…but from here; a boxed baggage bin,

in whatever vessel burning

Point on  into blank, frigid forths.

Andever vexed in yearning.

 

Blind Pilgrims; taxed temporal things

Kinshipbourne, trapped, as my fathers.

Captive on this  course, We’re  bound to be,

Forlorn,  for treks  on farther.

 

 

 

 

 from many years ago, for  Daddy

 

 

“For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as were all our fathers, our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is none abiding”           -Bible, 1 Chronicles 29:15

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RKM March 21, 1929-May 29, 1959

For Daddy, Who my hug couldn’t save

RIP

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