Have you any idea,
Have you please,
Pass it on, you hear,
To a door, I need some keys,
Tried most of the keys I have,
Even kicked the darn thing,
To reach a balm that salve,
Hoping it relief would bring,
Angry and upset I am,
It’s taking far too long,
To find a way I can,
My persuasion make more strong,
What does it take I ask,
What need be done?
In ignorance I bask,
See only rain not sun,
With love I tried, and admonition,
And sometimes fear and spurn,
Find some sort contrition,
For results I yearn,
Still little critters suffer so,
My message must be still,
Not heard by those, who are so low?
To keep on hurting still,
What key, that door need open,
How need hearts be filled?
The need to enter souls,
This cruelty be stilled,
Sweet friends have you the keys,
To open doors and hearts,
Please help, stop this suffering, please!
You’ll have my best regards!
©10/02/2009
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