. . . In a Weary Eyelid Seen
Kenneth does have a passive attitude toward certain issues in life, but not with sexual harassment and bullying. I can't let these areas go.
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Her ebony rider drifted as grass in a lazy wind
Young girl longing, yearning to be a woman of age
Eyelids flutter as brown crickets mutter
Hoping she at last will be taken
Her brother Benjamin swore her well
Ne'er let the eyes net the heart to Hell
Better is loneliness with pride, he cried as he died
To her alien ears of words foreign to a bleeding soul
Ebony rider horse at rest seeing journey's best
Young girl mimicking a soulful note of ages yore
Crippling his tongue that opens her door
Laying still as leaves the seasons change
Single steps and man's crumbled precepts
Chaos stands to young girl's side
Her flower and flowers and eyelids deride
A moment, just a moment, a love to hold
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