|To do you justice I’ll in truth assert
That, hand in hand with your hard-hearted pose,
You’ve written telling songs about the hurt,
Or wounded-hearted, lover and the throes
Of passion which can wreck a general’s plan,
Can blind a Samson, and a king dethrone;
In short about the anima in man,
Or image of the Eve that can atone
For all his macho pride, if given voice,
But will unman, if given leave to snipe
At reason and the exercise of choice –
Saw you the gentle face of this archetype?
|I’m pleased to greet you; hope you’re
For maybe it will point you to your bliss.
|Sympathy for Sir MicK
by Michael Peach