Pedro Fuentes

Penmanship Blues

As we consider all we've lost and all we've gained
we must recall the cost and pay the debt
to whom it had concerned, to whom we owe
to those whose soul was earned, and those who stole
we know those who convene and dream of life
the same as those with fizzled days and burning nights
we ask ourselves, tonight a sonnet? perhaps a verse
as life proceeds, tonight a blessing? perhaps a curse
we all agree
what it may be
it's certainly
avoiding lies
it's what we hear when voices lie
it's what to do when tongues are tied
and quickly we propel to dark
even if small, we'll leave a mark
we will proceed to write down life
even if just by scraps of light.