Poetry

The Consequence of Words

The morning bells

the mourning bells

the bells at noon and night

they clamor on

in varied song

of sadness and delight

Such heavy hands

conduct those bands

of all the chimes that sung

just one mistake

that one could make–

those bells can’t be unrung

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