Looking At the Moon

Alba, remember, but will you remember me Be where I can see you, but me you will not see For I have been finally, driven underground Returned to where I came, to die without a sound And all because one day, in the month of February An Aura appeared to me, my eyes caressed to see Amidst these living days in absorbency two became No culture, just our pasts, no one was too blame In our living lives we choked, in throw ejected we Poisoned absorbency bled, as we look around and see In decision midst we're lost, to be answered soon Alba, remember, but will you remember us Looking at the moon? " Many thanks Mr Tony Carey for the inspiration through your track title " http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/life-16.php