Bitten bullet, broken jaw
Glass bottom boats with views of concrete slippers
Good intentions, greedy thoughts
Too much ambition left this family bitter
Praying, where’s the risk in that?
Answered by a partner who was a welcher
A cage of ribs, a habitat
He keeps the bottom-feeders so well sheltered
Thickening thieves rolling up their sleeves, now they're digging in the haystack deep, searching and searching 'til they’re stabbed by what they seek, they're counting on it but there’s no reprieve.
Seed took purchase/ underneath the surface/ in soil it could not afford but all of its spores
And tendrils spread until it left for dead the earth that held its breath and the planter’s hopes were all but choked
The plans that were made, are now worse than erased, and now they have to trade one of their live's for the one they wished to create.
Picked apart, inch by inch over walls of tally marks
Inside restrained, outweighs outside living stained
To weary to evade, back to shackles or better yet hanged.
A swallow followed the key turn.
A change of heart doesn't change what you are.
All we’ve got is ourselves, guess we got what we wanted.
He answered our prayers now we all regret his responses
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