O Ye Fair Ones

you beautiful children

who delight in bright colors
brilliance and beauty

crackle and dance
like furious flames

spend every talent
bend all natural genius

to eat drink and be merry
without concern for consequence

snarl each other tightly in combinations
and clever unpickable knots

knuckle knee and knife your way
to top of kingmen’s heap—

if my sorrow could bear you up
I would mourn with those who mourn

but you careen toward misery
too proud to relax your grip on sin

no matter how it burns

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