I
God you goodnight
in the
middle of the day

Emblaze
by fire
alit in someone else's eyes

He
bid me farewell
in the midst of the story

Not yet if ever
will you reach true the Glory

Time marches on
a
soldier of bidden fate

Healing at the core
you are
life's true
resuscitate

Bowing my head
yet
thankful for the meet

scrawling at the ground
in my bare feet

If ever they learn we all be of plenty
till then it macabre
and biodinami

Daddy I am glad we could hug and hold tight once more
I will try harder as i sob to the floor
perilous and piety
never an easy task

The sentinel Priest
waved the white mask

I annoyingly saw the future
as we birthed in reverse

Easier the task
it was your hug not a hearse