Saturday, April 7, 2012

Life's Currency

Away again, across the sea
the mighty vastness of this be
the green and hollow eyes perceive
countless souls engrossed, they plea
could moments bend back over time
and slip their visions in the minds
of those that set out after them
careening blindly to a battle hymn.

Curtains linger feign to fall
casting shadows towards the wall
weigh the odds, so all in all
the bounty hunkers down the ball
The legs they bind, traipse, trample trim
the lengthy deafening battle hymn
that calls on high, and pleas to Him
the makers cloaked, he's choked and grim!