Mule

The mule

Deaf, dumb and blind

Motherless tongue

Leaves nought to be heard

Stolen memories

Leave nought to be told

God is not given

For him we must search

Solitary squatter in

the Country of Cliches

Breaking the rules

Of our own anarchy

Without friction

Without percentage

Without blame

Born with a canvas

Ready to paint

Not to be painted

Robyn xxx

18/09/2008