Wisteria Fields

I wrote this on the day I discovered my new name.

 What should I say wisteria feilds

What should my toungue utter

So that you will begone from your infidelity to your father and your mother and your brother and your sister?

What should I speak so that you will come home to your house in the woodland of the east?

Whatever has been done has been done

But you never learn from them

You never sought the counsel or the wisdom of the old

Of the unspeaking wisdom immemorial

A sword shall be drawn, if it must be

And pierce you to your heart

You will roar in pain and in anguish

And you will eat the dirt that your foot once tread

You will be brought back unwillingly to where you come from

Your hope for earning fruits futile

Heed now my words, wisteria fields

And all these anguish will never happen

Should the cistern of the dry, barren desert be empty

Dig for new ones and in the drought

You shall have water.

 

Reviews

[HamonoAkira]

...thanks.

[Belator Books]

This was written well with restrained feeling and expressed subtly. Well done.