Poetry

Too and To

Too sick tonight

  Too sick to fight

Too sick to be right

  Too sick to make it to midnight.

Too many broken dreams

  Too many failed schemes

Too many unheard screams

  Too many of life’s extremes.

Too is abundance, to is towards

  Too is my circumference, to is like new cords

Too is heavy, to is free flight.

Too will be laid down, to heaven I’ll go tonight.

Chere L Brown, Fort Worth, TX, June 3, 2014

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By Chere L. Brown, Fort Worth, TX 2012