THE AXE WAS BORROWED

THE AXE WAS BORROWED

Ah! The axe!

This axe was borrowed, Lord!

The axe head has broken

Far-flungged into the abyss

O, Lord! 

The axe was borrowed!

Borrowed for the job

To put fire in the cold hut

That the children may be warm again

That a glimmer of hope and laughter may return on their faces. 

The axe didn't do the job

The axe head has broken

Not for carelessness

Alas! The axe was borrowed

The axe head has broken

Fallen into the depth of debt.

The owner taunts in derision

His threat closes the day

His threat opens the day.

But YOUR command makes mincemeat

Of his threats.

YOUR command floats the axe head

At YOUR command I picked it up

At YOUR command the fireplace reignites Bringing warmth, hope and laughter again.

©ATONYESIA DIMIEARI-PETERSIDE

September 28th, 2020