The Tishbite

it really hurts my heart seeing you all engage in asp-talk
not that i am empty of questions but
we can't paint a picture blindfolded,
or in silence...

please please please only fools paint in the void
cos should the heart shut the door,
only chilling regrets could follow

yes tishbites what if you find the one returning to your bosom
and find the one a tishbite as yourself,
merely passsing through a land beyond the horizon?

for often we shared memories that are now a shadow,
that turn bitter if not kindled by face

was our blood merely an illusion
yet memories paint
this "illusion" thicker than water

each follows a journey
within the tishbite's heart is his own
but we all share the same upward end
and that doesn't make him any less a Tishbite.