"Babylonian Dawn"
(C)2004 by William Shroyer
Hence comes the dawn ere lay I wakefully dreaming since yon mournful twilight.
In hope shall my heart neither now nor ever consent to grieve thy love.
Mine lips remember kisses as untamed roses awakened by morning's dew.
I drink the dawn, horizon ablaze whilst above, blue heavens remember thine eyes.
The sun in ascendance casts a fiery golden robe atop the land's emerald cloak
whilst unseen afar, the torrid waters of Babylon murk with folly black and red.
Would that I couldst command the grave to relinquish the heart of thee, love,
rendered forever mute by this arrogant, prideful conceit, wrought by vengeance.
Innocents sing a bitter song wherein exposed are the dregs of indolent excess.
Thou hast foisted upon the world another generation of hateful, cowardly damned.
Their curse lay thick upon thy brow, and yet thou wear it as a badge of honor.
Summon not lightly the fate of those from whom thou demand the ultimate
sacrifice,
for a life given in error, though it be in earnest, means less than life taken
in vain.
--
L8r,
Uncle Dollar Bill
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