when the man who opens your eyes takes your name
there is no beating the weather
the crowd sings, diseased rings
tell us all a story we'd rather not hear
Silas, your forest is ridiculous
compliant, and therefore overshadowed
yet you remain on high; imperious
surviving both of your betters in excellence
cast in pewter, frozen in stone
as I, deserving of a better shell than this
stumble dejectedly to my judgment
Tanec Rayl
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/playing-a-prominent-role/
