08 March 2009

music halted

pipeline is empty house filled with dust

purpose forgotten the time has turned dry

nobody's coming to sell or to buy

while we were dancing the market went bust

all those old heroes walked off in disgust

not one believer remained for the lie

only cold silence now under dumb sky

and this machinery turning to rust

in this disaster not one thing's denied

the rage of each river calls out that doom

once so far distant now is our mate

turning to sorrow each shred of our pride

blazing to ashes the last golden bloom

just as we notice the moment's turned late

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