Art by Bolton Coit Brown
Halt the winds --
Close the windows, now
Bear the onslaught --
of tyrannical abuses, now
Pack up your things --
And step out the door, now
Take a rest --
In the front lawn, now
Spread-eagled --
on green grass,now
Shed a tear --
Help a flower grow, now.
Mangled limbs --
Inspect damage, now
Tell the sky --
It can crash down, now
Watch the wrist-watch --
Dictate time, now
Time -- now,
The interval --
Between
A bird's chirping
Step out now --
And pull down,
Benign --
Sunshine now,
And call for God --
Call for Hell,
It is time now.