The Windows of My Soul: No Wonder I Fall (#173)

No Wonder I Fall (#173)
© Brenda
May 25, 1981

Two feet ~ one circle, one square
Stumbling over each other
No wonder I fumble, bumble
Fall flat on my face, my rear.

Two hands, both playing bass
Drumming out duty, duty, duty
And responsibility
No music, no melody.

Eyes ~ both turned backward
To see painfully
All the failings
All the fallings.

Everything mixed together
The bitter, the waste
To make my life confusion
No love, no light, no peace.

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