I walk in the darkness, enlightened
Surrounded, alone.
Avoid the gaze of passersby?
Why bother? They’ll do the same.
Tip of the hat, a wave or a smile?
Who am I to be that fool?
Even if one longs for that dead game
The winds blow cold, and take away warm eyes.
In this world of the midnight sun
There is less need for smiles and cheer
They have become mere fraccions
Of that which makes the world go round.
Every now and then, a solar flare
How long till they burn out?
But those are fears for a daydream generation
I have bigger problems on my mind.
Frustration, worry, doubt,
These are soon to pass.
For I rest my head upon my bed.
And hope to see the sun once more.
I wrote this one at 2 a.m (getting better). midterm later today. Maybe I'll give an explanation later. I'll let you ponder this one for a while.
Regards,
Pat II
Tarot Card: The world 21
