Night Song
Deep erupt tracheal cry;
Gypsy shrill into the sky,
Passion soars, raking air,
Igniting like a solar flair.
Lunging tones as pleas profound,
Accelerate away from ground.
Deeper zeal that pulses forth,
With pain as waves of emotions court,
Beseeching shaft as fast as light,
Ripping shreds of cosmic night.
Humankind has made its mark,
And roared its presence in the dark!
Copyright © David Byrne | Year Posted 2010
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