Click
Click
Goes off my shutter
For all that matter
But I know of a picture
It would not capture
For it would torture
My soul to rapture
A picture of a life
Rife
With Horrors
And Terrors
With tears
And fears
To outwear
My living years
A picture the painter would never dare put on his easel
And the sculptor is afraid to chisel
The thought of this picture would paralyze the hand of the writer
And would break the vocal cords of the songster
This picture would incapacitate the body of the dancer
Make no story for the freelancer
No production for the producer
But its unlawfulness would create a job for the Officer
This Picture
Is You and I
Torn apart
So pray I
Everyday to Adonai
To keep us together
Forever
And Ever
© idd 07/02/12