Green Plate

[George.Wright]

and that green face was laid bare
and the hair was as black as irish hair
in the coffin that took up the room under the stair
a godess of time and space
an alien that was not of this race
and the eyes were stitched close to her face
that slept her time away
and was anchored so much they say
and yet was free in her actions to predict
the consequences for being so sick
and we all dream but some not to completion
and we all try and stick to the truth and cohesion
some fail and fall amongst the lily flowers
that seem to adorn the empty white ivory towers
that we all create
when we all tease and tempt fate
and shake our fist, at the world in hate
the answers in the circle around the green plate
Georges

[Ben Kelly]

George

Truth and cohesion stick together better, what do you think?

Ben

[George.Wright]

Yes, Ben. I have changed it.
Georges