They Know

They Know



But they know.
They never admit to seeing your eyes.
They never admit to hearing your cries.
The mere taste of blood is not recognized.
They jump, run, and they hide.

But they know.
The job that they had may never come back.
The rope that was tied has only gone slack.
The home that they built was under attack.
The decks of cards always stacked.

But they know.
They’ve taken all of the kings, queens, and aces.
The poisonous air is in all the new places.
Searching for God in all of his graces.
Snake eyes in all of the faces.

But they know.
They take a deep breath and sing out a prayer.
They put all the love in every layer.
Hope for humanity; more than a dare.
It all rebegins, but where?

But they know.
The thoughts that they had when they couldn’t think.
They keep coming back with a nod and a wink.
They were there last night in every drink.
Good intentions are starting to stink.

But they know.
They never said they’d come back in the morning.
They never shot over your head as a warning.
The water is rising and no one’s alarming.
Yet, you sit and smile, oh so charming.

Now you know.