Another Day

I fear it has gone astray.
I let it go, I will not lie.
It won’t be back another day.

I let it out in the fields to play;
Indoors, all it did was cry.
I fear it has gone astray.

This rage was too mobile to stay.
I opened up and let it fly.
It won’t be back another day.

It went to find villains to slay.
It is direct, and never sly.
I fear it has gone astray.

It’s colorblind, only sees gray;
Whatever seen deserves to die.
It won’t be back another day.

“It’s all my fault,” is what I say
As the rope knots like a necktie.
I fear it has gone astray.
I won’t be back another day.

Copyright 2012
A. J. Hayes
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