Shall I Peek To Tried To Speak

Shall I peek to tried to speak

For there are times that I am meek

A crisis gives way the trouble thought

Bewildering yes by which I’ve taught

Challenge me beside the brook

Dare you might but with that look

Stab at thee and smite thy heart

For there are things that you part

Crimson tide of ebony spell

To catch a thought that others dwell

No two fools are ever apart

By that which is and we are part

So much is queried with foreign tongue

Beneath the light of yonder sun

So stab at thee with tied eyes

And see the light of distant fire

Slain me not in open vain

For there are time that I’ve refrain

Shall we speak in riddles and rhymes

Or bough thoughts amongst the dimes