Shunning Ignorance Eeerie

Between You and me now no divide

With pride not but bow and rhyme

Yearning simply to see You as my Guide.

A sibling on the verge of fledging

Being transfixed out of uncertainty

A heart that beats with the torrent of cries

With a charisma of tears inundating dry eyes

Away from fear

Without a thought for tear and wear

Shunning ignorance eerie

Of the tower ivory