Oh Terrible Thou Art

Oh terrible thou art

To pass me by

Thou calabash of old age.

I fear thy terrible waters

Sour on the tongue

And gripping my teeth.

I fear thee terribly

Twisted bones at the hips

Growth of contours at the neck.

Descendants of men will pass by thy feet

To lie on them as thou will.

Thy anger is terrible when they provoke thee at their youth

Unbreakable hard as steel

Cooled from the molten furnace when invoked by thee.

11/9/2014