the ray of tears

the color of laughter

the lies of years

 

Youthful innocence

gone forever

lies and misconceptions

consistly clever

 

Biological clocks

ticking away

Faces and ages

all gone astray

 

Colors are smeared

until blurred into one

Excitement and granduer

flipped until done

 

Storm clouds are beautiful

Flowers are not

Life is found

in things that rot

 

The web of life

torn asunder

Reality's gone

in this mythical blunder

 

But as the clouds part

and light shines anew

what once had so many

now has so few

 

19 March 02