… This Easy

If it was this easy, you would know
The reasons why it can’t be so.
But just like mornings come, and go,
We search for words, and letters,

To tell us why dawn is the birth of peace,
To tell us how life is a thing we lease,
And to tell us what joy is in release
From a fate defined

By fetters

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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