The knife
A knife has two sides
A side to bring joy
A side to bring sorrow
The knife I have used
The side of joy through taste
The knife
I have used through the taste of doing
The eyes are different.
The eyes of joy speak of the great taste
The eyes of doing
look upon with ended known
The eyes of the knife bring you to where?
They bring to look upon the joy
My relish of the knife is double edged
Written by
Dale Edward Van Oxon
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