25 January 2009

at a red sunset

excitement ends and the red sun sets

on a cold day so all is bathed in fire

clean before dark and though all choice is dire

and all our challenges will increase debts

there is still thought that what we see as threats

might in due time turn into something higher

a victory of what we most desire

no matter what there will be no regrets

all chances come to this a chilly plain

marked by detritus of the shattered yoke

so lately broken and the changing tide

has come to cleanse the last of that old stain

making all ready for the morning folk

so that our hope is worthy of their pride

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