Lullaby

For every single arduous tear

There's a dream;

All soaked in beer,

There is a hand

Reeking of fear:

Sleepless,sweating

Sole,sincere.

For every single

Good manure

There are swarms of flies,

For sure,

And for every word within

There's a silent tongue,reined in...

For every single bleeding heart,

There's a secret -pale or swart,

And for every yearning soul,

There is always hope,

Once more...