Pawned Guitar
Once we were as two strings
On the instrument of Life's vibration
Each different in composition and position
Resonating one to the other in sympathetic harmonics
We were a simple and pleasant chord
Of quiet discretion
Far from the cacophonies of dissonance
That filled the chaos surrounding us
Now it appears to our tone deaf ears
That we too, have taken up noise as our chosen song
Our once lullaby of love can no longer be heard
And to think- It has only been thirty years...
