The Between

....And may you all hail the priceless day

Hold your scarlet colored Armageddon sky
Hope for the best...may your gray days return to you

Midnight fevers and noon disgusts,discussions at the square table meant for large minds

Citizens in comforted fear...
They all scream "control me, CONTROL ME!"

The Beautiful people are gone.Where have they all gone?
The Goodbyes are now in order.
Funeral Mondays and mournful years to come.

Sweet dreams to the children, for they to will grow,despair will to corrupt them

...And may the last night for everyone be a forgetful one
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Guzzi Avatar
May 6, 2009 at 2:53 PM
Good contest entry for Something Wicked This Way Comes...."for they TOO will grow" not to Kal Light & Love
Shahwan Avatar
May 4, 2009 at 5:53 PM
Thrilling yet genuine.
Devonshire Avatar
April 29, 2009 at 4:07 PM
This is very compelling, Kalonji. I share your concern for the future of "Beautiful people," especially the children. The last line is so profound!
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