From: Snowcat To: TLK-L Subject: More recycled stuff Date: Wednesday, February 11, 1998 8:11 PM I just found this relic from my brief experimentations in bad poetry on the list. This one's old enough that I think I'd be inflicting it on more new people than old by reposting it now ;-) Besides.. I made a couple of small improvements. Indecision ---------- A starry night - the silence broke; a phantom rose and to me spoke. Oh spirits hear my plaintive cry. Behold my father in the sky. Pray, did I cause his life be rent or was I just an innocent? Alas I feel for my own part a stole of guilt about my heart. Oh! Please forgive this wayward son who from his past did basely run. In firmament his tender gaze brings heady warmth of erstwhile days, but in a voice accusing said, by spirit of my father dead, "You have forgot I live in you" and in my heart I know it's true. I vacillate. I am alone. He says I must reclaim my throne, but going back to that fell place would mean my past I'd have to face. Indecision tears this lion. Great Mufasa's pale young scion mews himself in guilt accruing for the past he's been eschewing! Wise Rafiki I beseech thee, tell me, will my clan impeach me? Yet for the fear that gnaws inside, might I reclaim this lion's pride? David "Snowcat" Braun (FurryMuck: Plonq) ---------------------------------------- On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?