Jaws agape, rigged teeth
The colors would mean nothing now
Bright beginnings fin'ly meet
The ending; the conductor's bow
For with each day, with each breath
Another Death has called home-bound
Everything that one has built
Has come to the break, has been unwound
How can one be joyous still,
When such is every being's fate?
How can one be hopeful still?
With all Death has made this dinner date
Be joyous still, frail heart of mine
Take up your hope; be happy yet
For if beginnings had no end
Never would be the glory of a sunset
This is beautiful! Did you write it? I really really like it.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I did! Thanks:)
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~Lito