FALLING BRICKS

 





Words sharp as

The crash of falling bricks

Against the soft day of you.


Gone once said, only

Debris of what’s done.


How I could have stopped,

Paused, held back the

Pounding of the day.


The brick damage not me.

I am more gentle than that.


Please grace me with pause.

The world hurts enough,

Let me not be the hurter.



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