A Sound
A Sound A sound comes to me, Just before it’s flee. A sound talks with me, Just round my knee . Long speech but in short form In the snowy, I feel wormy In the shinny, I am sloppy. A sound releases the pain, The pain of nothing is in my brain. Find out me always in chain, All hopes of mine now in vain . A sound shows a way It depends on mind, Wish for living in hundred years before lay I have to make me blind.