Sunday, April 3, 2011

Cold and Dreamless

The sky was dark
Despite it being day
The sun hung low
Upon the horizon
Winter was thick
There was no shame
Of being cold
Wrapped in blankets
The winter winds blew
The ice and snows came
You had to huddle
To keep your bones
From shaking
From the long falling frigid rain
This winter wasn’t a season
It was a time
When the dreamers slept
And life was empty
There was no reason
To exist
For the good had passed
There was only treason
The veil of darkness had fallen
And day looked like dusk
The night was pitch black
There was only hope
And that was failing
We lingered in the place
In despair
For there was nothing we could do
To change