Ripples In Time

Ripples In Time… Chipped off the rock of the time a human pebble pierces the soft water of life’s dreams Ripples of hope spread across the pond of blurred reality— ripples bouncing and dissipating— curved banks confining efforts of freedom In the dying sunlight of escape we’ve become like human truffles hiding beneath the floor of mother earth In the dimming twilight humanoid jackals roam— slaughtering at will: At the crossroads of change fading ripples await the coming freeze.