The Storm comes and goes
But the damage it causes
Stares us in the face
Pawns
A pawn won’t rise to claim the throne
Unless the Master sets the tone.
The path "upstairs" is smeared and sealed—
A truth the lowly won’t reveal.
They claw their way, they push and shove,
Yet sink in glue instead of move.
But serve the top—then wait and see,
......
The Storm comes and goes
But the damage it causes
Stares us in the face
Pawns
A pawn won’t rise to claim the throne
Unless the Master sets the tone.
The path "upstairs" is smeared and sealed—
A truth the lowly won’t reveal.
They claw their way, they push and shove,
Yet sink in glue instead of move.
But serve the top—then wait and see,
......