OBLIVION

OBLIVION When all is finally said and done Seeing that nothing now remains A kind of freshness after it rains My personal oblivion has begun Just a black void, no glaring sun A gentle silence welcomes quiet No milling crowds, no noisy riot Peace at last, who cares who won My mind has now left the building To others, invisible as a chameleon Yet my resolve remains unyielding This is well-earned private oblivion I cast off my sharp edged falchion To my darker destiny I am yielding