A Word

A word to the wise
go home, someone is waiting for you
someone sleeping in a dark corner of a dim room
with the lights off that never come back on
in shackles like ivy, like fragrant flowers

go home, beware
brush the snowflakes off your hair
it is impolite to flush red, to shine
at a funeral -- go home, someone is waiting for you

a word to the wise.
hush,
tiptoe to the end of your rainbow
someone blind to the colours is waiting
underneath it and will not understand
in that black night the twinkle
of your faded star

go home, remember someone is waiting for you
head down, chip up, hush, tiptoe, no rainbow
someone is waiting with a whip and shackles
as loved as smooth as silk
the slightest touch could change things forever
a word to the wise

a word to the wise
don't let the dark close in
on your own mind -- keep the rainbow
keep the shine from the snowflake
keep the twinkling stars and
the endless sky
hush, don't cry, bide your time
go home now
someone is waiting for you.

a word to the wise.