Over your shoulder, please don't mind me if my
eyes have
fallen onto your magazine for I've been watching
and wonderingwhy
your face is changing with every line you read.
All those lines
and circles, to me, a mystery. Eve pull down the
apple and give
taste to me. If she would be wonderful, but my
pride is in the
way. I cannot read to save my life, I'm so ashamed
to say.
I live in silence, afraid to speak of my life of
darkness because I cannot read. For all those
lines andcircles,
to me, a mystery. Eve pull down the apple and give
taste to me.
If she could it would be wonderful. Then I
wouldn't needsomeone
else's eyes to see what's in front of me. No one
guiding me.
It makes me humble to be so green at what every
kid can
do when he learns A to Z, but all those lines and
circles just
frighten me and I fear that I'll be trampled if
you don't reach
for me. Before I run I'll have to take a fall. And
then pick
myself up, so slowly I'll devour every one of
those books inthe
Tower of Knowledge.