Essie McGowan

If believin is a sin
then thank the fairy folk
she believed in.....

Treasures beyond the tongue
given, meant not,
as spoils to blind ears

Life behind
in eon years
world is old, you are not

Well kept alive
forced traveller's fears
rocked.....ship floor to rot.

Still a wasted crumb
can get divine by
Expose a well of proceeding life

A whore, a thief
yet none of them
show your heart,

Missed blessings a mistake
repeat
give body not mind,
make a new start.

Where's room for it
in the land of the free
bite your tongue
catch back up to eons of life,

Become the good wife
forget....and let
gods chase their own tales

Forget-less,
always finding misplaced faith
fading out with truthful lies

Spread not
upon captured listeners,
but haunting to believer's eyes.

Essie McGowan.
In their hands you put life.
Why shouldn't it be.....
Them to take it.