yellow light
tinge to the air ...
crickets fall silent
Hearing of death he was sick simply we say
When he was sick what is the attention we pay?
Sick is yellow light before the red it may
Being together is cure with sick always stay!
Sunshine, the seaside
A Gauche
Living with bliss
Moon in sunlight
Boots stepping
Familiar life
Reading foreignly
Stalling, calling.
Eat it.
Beat it.
yellow light flickers
from candles grouped together
... the storm rages on
Old yellow light buzz
like a fly by your ear,
a mummer in the corner
of someone's distant future.
And old yellow light sit
behind the lamp shade,
behind hidden like a criminal
robbing mother earth.
So old yellow light stay alive
while I write this poem,
hold on a little bit longer
while I try
try, and capture the 20th century.
Don't let me forget.
Don't let it go yellow light,
you're our only hope to hold heavy
the lesson's of the past
and the innocence of what we thought was
to come
Old yellow light buzz
just while I finish this poem.
While some still read,
some still hope,
some still think and learn
from the past.
Let it not be humanity's last.
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