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Sunday, May 31

The Sparrow

The sparrow dances amongst the trees,
Chirping and singing wild and free.
Playing within the afternoon breeze,
Displaying her beauty for me to see.

Sweet is she, flying serene
In and out, around the trees.
She stops, she looks…as I sing,
She whistles back singing to me;

Chirp-de-dee, chirp-de-dee
is the song she sings to me,
Chirp-de-dee, chirp-de-dee,
oh what fun, we both agree!

Then at once, off she goes
to bring this joy to another soul;
to brighten their day, to remove dismay
to sing a song and offer her play.

Chirp-de-dee, chirp-de-dee,
what a beautiful memory;
Chirp-de-dee, chirp-de-dee
The day goes on merrily.

The Sparrow by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Friday, May 29

The Bet

Beyond the skylight, one does sit,
waiting, as his saliva does drip
down his chin and onto his tray;
you sit — you feed him this day.

And with the spoon within your grip,
you feed this one, a meal that's fit:
you shovel the food into his lips —
whoops, he spits all over his bib!

And now you scream and yell — come on,
because this one is no child at all;
he's a man, that's playing the fool,
yet you try, but you can't keep your cool.

So instead, you grab the gin,
light a smoke and deeply breathe in,
as you take a stand to tell this fool,
"You won the bet, I'm done with you!"

The lesson learned from this childish act,
is not to bet when you don't have the facts.
For when you do, you'll pay your debt,
and this time around, you have your regret.


The Bet by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Wednesday, May 27

Testimony

A man arose with a testimony so cold,
about soundbites recorded last night.

     A man and his friend butchered a man,
          over a scrip for land.

And now they sit with blood on their hands
with their faces faded to white.

For the noose awaits,
     … without - a specified date.

Testimony by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Monday, May 25

Sudden Death

private enterprise
is the American scene,
     yet its sudden death;
corporate monopolies
force feed political beasts

Sudden Death by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Sunday, May 24

She’s Fully Aware

She's fully aware playing her part,
When her soliloquy brings its art.
She leaves her mark on the hearts of men;
Twisting and turning the whorish pen,
That writes the lines right into their heart.

She writes of dreams, with her loved filled dart,
Playing the tart, with every man's heart;
Supplies their needs, every now and then,
She's fully aware.

She is a temptress, playing her part,
Taking these men, destroying their heart.
With the flick of her tongue, she will pen
Any word needed to play these men.
For though they walk blinded by her dart,
She's fully aware.

She’s Fully Aware by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Saturday, May 23

Selah

Seventy times, they cried, they sang
     - "Salvation belongs to G-d"
then with vocals paused,
they whispered Selah,
as they gave glory to G-d;
     silence commenced,
     as the singers did end,
     to offer veneration to G-d;
          Selah.

Selah by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Tuesday, May 5

Ruined by the World

A gift from heaven;
protected by her parents
     - ruined by the world -
brainwashed, bullied and abused,
during her time at grade school.

Ruined by the World by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Sunday, May 3

Rebellious Child

To my rebellious little child,
who acts so wild;
temper tantrums
marks your anthems;

filling your little escapades
to get your way –
bringing dismay,
so stop … this day

or face the rod of correction
for reflection;
molding your ways,
for brighter days.

Rebellious Child by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse