Help Me Find Them
Help Me Find Them I ponder all the long night through, what to say But all of a sudden, words are of no use The enemy, has hunted them down like prey I guess I am just tired, that is my excuse How can I only let them hear, my silence Will the coming dawn, turn my captive tongue loose Where do nouns and verbs go, during their absence Are they in some far away land, relaxing What's wrong with them, do they not have a conscience I am left to worry, and my aching hands to wring Knowing that soon,... Sign in to see full entry.