Usury

Do I ever dare to dream?
When dreaming is but a luxury,
In an endless stream,
Of your plague and usury.

Is it now a sin to seek?
Those promises that have been promised,
Stand on foundations so weak
That a gust can have them leveled.

Was not what I did out of care?
For the values that we stood for.
We dream those dreams we dare,
Now dashed on the tiled floor.

And now you come and ask,
(Never did you answer your door)
For help on your trivial task,
That you have done poor.

Is it not my right to grow weary?
I have heard the many cries,
Tired I am of quelling the angry.
I shall meet you in your demise.

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  1. Starlight

     /  October 18, 2010

    Sounds like you’re talking about the usual person na nirarant mo sa akin. Is it? 😛

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