Are we

Not slate

Or shale

Fragile and

Easily chipped

Broken when

Dropped and

Damaged beyond

Repair are

We not

Better left

In place

Than being

Discovered I

Think not

Upon discovery

We become

And in

Becoming we

Learn our

Nature blame

Not your

Handlers for

It is

They that

Found you

And caused

You to

Be who

You are

And then

It happened

To one

I love

A word

A color

Which defined

Him he

Was tender

And I

Poked him

There and

He bled

And while

I scooped

Up what

He had

Lost and

Tried to

Replace it

I knew

Then that

He’d never

Be the

Same and

His blood

Was on

My hands

And off

Came the

Guards and

With a

Push you

Rode and

Fell blood

And bruises

But again

You tried

And then

It came

And you

Flew beyond

Me but

Always returned

And then

You found

A key

Upon which

You wished

You tried

Every lock

In every

Town in

The kingdom

It didn’t

Fit nor

Did it

Turn but

A key

Must unlock

Something you

Thought and

Then you

Found me

When a

Burden becomes

Unbearable ask

For help

For a

Heavy load

Is lighter

For each

When carried

By two