corn piece

those who are gone into the long cold dark
are soon forgotten in the raw hot fight
we take a short spell now to be contrite
and far too soon ignore the tiny mark
reminding each that they have to embark
and no one stays on shore by moral right
nor could be granted a much greater light
when there is but one choice simple and stark
there are no monsters out in that great deep
that we should fear just the unceasing calm
and silent starless wonder that began
where all the universe's secrets keep
in their old hearts the only honest balm
of open absence lacking evil plan