No Time for Heroes
Once again.
In a land,where dead men,
still stand.... tall.
I'm chasing......a sunrise !
A wattle, on the breeze.
Briefly masks the smell of death.
I've lost out to romance.....
So
I'm searching for felicity.
That it may change my fortune , by....
Bringing ....hope.
a fresh dawn..... may hap when colour, touches.....my life, one more time.
When leaves will fill the trees, and not the ground.
When serenity fills the stars.
When.....
Perhaps, I'll just read
Wittgenstein ...... again !
Giajl © Jim Love