every spoil is a style

there are no shadows on the malvern road
at noon when nothing moves not even pain
the mind i carry is my direst load

the aura tells me head ought to explode
what's knowledge for if i can never gain
there are no shadows on the malvern road

the threat of suffering is the surest goad
but nothing at this moment could be plain
the mind i carry is my direst load

under the rock squats an old warty toad
happy to wait for the next soothing rain
there are no shadows on the malvern road

now we are learning there's no sure abode
grass must be eaten and we'll cut the cane
the mind i carry is my direst load

we wait for secrets but don't know the code
against the angry past we have to strain
there are no shadows on the malvern road
the mind i carry is my direst load

(C)2007, Fragano Ledgister