Simple Poem
There were times-
and what time they were!
-when all hope seemed to have vanished.
When from our minds all truth was torn,
all sanity was banished.
There were nights so long,
never ceasing,
which made all men look to the sky
and gasp at the beauty there,
the purity seen on high.
and there were hours of sorrow
when everything went wrong
and all the world was cold and barren-
those hours of darkness so truly real
where the only wealth was stored in Charon.
And memories,
oh sweet gift!
which were stored away forever
and everything went blank and numb
and a precious life was severed.
Not too shabby, for two in the morning....Valete
and what time they were!
-when all hope seemed to have vanished.
When from our minds all truth was torn,
all sanity was banished.
There were nights so long,
never ceasing,
which made all men look to the sky
and gasp at the beauty there,
the purity seen on high.
and there were hours of sorrow
when everything went wrong
and all the world was cold and barren-
those hours of darkness so truly real
where the only wealth was stored in Charon.
And memories,
oh sweet gift!
which were stored away forever
and everything went blank and numb
and a precious life was severed.
Not too shabby, for two in the morning....Valete