A woodpecker pecked wood. br br br Pointed in dismay br arranged to be sharp, br my sword moves br a plain battlefield br of bloodspotted ink br which will stay. br br Stained by fools br who never learned br to break the br walls of prejudices down, br i frown in surprise. br br How can I start br a life that's never begun, br where can i put br my big little toe? br br Shocked by my br clodded br tabula rasa, br i break down br and cry. br br The field is grained br and dotted br with gray, black br and reds, br on a sunny br display. br br A woodpecker br pecked wood, br misunderstood br and then stopped br to learn..... br to be good.