by Ryan Keith
I'm walking down
this path at night
Looking back and
finding shadows
The fear is here,
never leaving
The sun is gone, in
this darkened sky.
Turn around, see
those faces
Angry family,
friends – there's no escape.
So much hate, a line
so clearly drawn
A neighbor's smiles,
on those you frown.
I still believe
there's something out there
I don't know what, I
cannot describe it.
Hidden behind this
fog
A world lost, one we
refuse to embrace.
A child's innocence
we've all forfeited
So much is lost, but
for what gain?
Day by day, we
ignore the pleas
With bound
pleasures, we endure the pain.
It's simple, but I
am lost for words
Their doubtful eyes,
their closed ears
For what good will
change bring?
To those with closed
hearts, what change can they grasp?
Seek the dream of a
boy, a dream long forgotten
One last chance to
end this chain
Bound by our
luxuries, we refuse to recede.
What you thought you
knew
Not more than a
grain
You feel small today
So many truths, lost
in this fragile Earth.
I'm holding on, I
wait for you
In the field of
empty stalks
A grain of hope, a
silver moon
A future, a path yet
to walk.
© May, 2005 by Ryan
Keith Ryan_Kayden@Rogers.com