Was It in the ages past?
my memory seems to fade.
When the azure notes of the sun rose,
And with all the strength of small stocky legs
We ran.
Like wind chimes our screams danced in the air.
Rose coloured eyes saw beyond the four walls that enclosed,
If only we can grow grow grow.
Never did we think that night would fall upon us,
But time a bird hands can never clasp
Brought upon us eternal night,
We have grown grown grown.
A curse, a hex we cast upon ourselves, for
Our feet from under us were pulled,
our dreams lurched from flowery meadows to marshes
You alone were quick to stand,
Deserted our castle in the air
no weapon raised to steal your life
or whispered words of trickery
Abandoned, Cast away, Betrayed,
The meadow that held our wings.
In the murky waters of hope I am chained,
with tired hands to scoop the mire from the waters
But my eyes the traitors they stray.
To the soldier. toiling without a cause,
His shoulders studded with feathers. And
In a moment with despair clutching my throat
I wish
To put down the burden
To join the senseless march
To her cloaked in the white blissful glow,
I shout a cry
But the tongue of those that dwell in the clouds
falls upon your ears.
Unheard.
To Another, pitiful, wretched soul
Shackled by drink and crystals.
Unaware body and mind was long ago thieved,
I turn away.
What a shame it is to rot from within.
This is what the long-awaited youth has brought
The thief that perfectly stole.
One is run into marital bliss,
Another marches forever from dawn till dawn
A poor soul scurries to the grave, jewels clutched in hand.
And I forever chained to the dreams of a child.