Tue 9 Sep, 2014 06:36 pm
I would use them to blow the fire out; the fire which consumes our land with every second we apply another dose of negligence.
I would not fly away for my own freedom. If I died with these wings for a cause greater than myself, then I was already free prior to these wings, on the inside; I will pay my internal debt to the Universe.
For some reason when I read limerick, I thought of both limestone and rim-job at the same time.