Bliss

She asked me to write

So what could I do

With spheres in the background

Tasting so true

Just like attaching to wood

Sap from the tree

Sticky sweetness so good

Setting me free

With bears they seek honey

While men they seek money

Both needing sustenance

Switch roles that's quite funny

A beast with a burden

A man fending stings

Both rich enchantments

Both useless things

For each to fully prosper

It must stand for what's known

Keep the bear in the woods

Let the man keep his throne

And if they encounter

The neck in the woods

No bravery could withstand

A growling death pull

If the beast does wander

Into man's land an incredulous uproar

Guns within hands bullets will soar

What's all this to do

With nature with you

It was his forest first

You built a room

Swat flies in your house

The beast will catch fish

You let me know now

Who lives in bliss.

Copyright, 2010, Christopher Baird--all rights reserved.

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