Rocks were easy when they were
Elements combined to be hard
Unstoppable
But breakable
Sheer on any rock
Will snap it clean
Bonds mean nothing
It is only force
Hammered down
And then split
But it is not clean
No matter how hard
Or how sharp
Nothing will split
The bonds
That tie
The rock lays open
On a river beach
Ready
To be broken
Again.
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Wednesday, August 10, 2011
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