Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Beyond the Lea

Black inside
Dark am I
Without eyes
Without a sky
Alone
Pondering life
What is right?
What is wrong?
I can hear the song
Playing within
My voice muffled by the wind
I hear the end approaching
I see apocalypse dawning
Gazing beyond the sea
Everyone is bowing
On bended knee.

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