Lewis Raynes Poet Quatrain

From Purple To Black To Grey To Love

Now this looks like our black became grey,
Became less of a fade to gone.
Became a “survive the night of absolute horror”,
Which had spat us all out by dawn.

It began when the purple sunset, that
Stretched along the ocean line,
Became a black glitter of impossible dark,
When it lost its glorious shine.

And our guard sat down, became relax,
A feel, a “don’t resist anymore”.
Before the screams and roaring lion,
Before being summoned to stand at a war.

A war that ate all our strength,
Storm, guns, artillery throughout the whole night,
‘Til, from our bleakest bleak,
The baby fell asleep by light.

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