Dark Visions
Some men screamed in shock,
Some men demurred fiercely,
Some wagered lots of bucks,
Some resented me dearly...
But dead I'd rather be
If the truth I cannot tell
I choose to face without trepidancy
These attacking crimson bells...
What is this truth I am haunted for
Like mad dogs in mad streets?
That the blind see what you do not,
A darkness so complete...
But them who claim sight dispute,
They claim me to be insane,
How I dare impute
Comprehension to those maimed?
But I hold fast to my assertion,
I dare not give it up,
I closed my eyes for a session,
And felt my belief was strong..
For even when they were closed,
I could just as much see
Dark visions of hope
While you saw blood and steel.
But I do no blame you,
You spoke what you saw,
I spoke what I went through
With my eyes above the world...
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