Rolling Stones

• Charly Wise, Grade 6B
• Poetry
• 2018

Rolling Stones don’t have to be visible to cause severe pain
The Rolling Stones hit it’s mark, and the agony bounds you like a chain
Life itself is so questionable and the question is asked repeatedly

“Will I still be here tomorrow?”

But even if we escape the sudden force of the Rolling Stones - it will keep rolling forever
Even our mother, our father ceases to hide, and we will soon sever

The Rolling Stones always find it’s target

The emptiness of loss, is impossible to repair
Their mark cuts deep, and to shreds we tear.

But tell thyself now, that though Rolling Stones will roll for eternity
So does love, in a strong circle of harmony