No Love On File

Showing no love for this child
Only wanting and need
A file bound In bedspreads
Of cotton and fleece
A gun cocked
A pin pulled
And thrown to the winds

There wasn’t a love
Only games of toy soldiers
With no power to take
An artillery
Of secrets and lies
That would not be fought
Could not be breached

The was no love
In the using
And abusing
The hurt and the heat
Of the twenty four hours
The seven days a week
The twelve and the three six five

There was no love
Save the path in the woods
It was seen for the trees
And the gentle and calm
Settled on a new note
When the words were heard
The Nightjar cried out

And she called from her tree
You are finally free

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