El Sonnet!
Might you be seen in dreams that strike deep fear
So now I take what peace I see in me
To heal what pain may be inside of thee.
As this wretched thing fights to see and hear.
From in my heart to outside where you know
What hate can do to everything in life
To turn it upside-down and fill with strife
And kill this mockingbird that I will show
No longer can sing life from deep in throat.
Once when they lived upon the seven seas,
The men did sow a seep as deep to freeze
As they did laugh and spite its lovely note.
Now I cannot believe that you are sweet
For through this sonnet I become too meek.
Josh McWhirter
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