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At A Time
At a time that
is of past passing-
A yellow house brown
of blackened sunflowers
In a grey town
And a moon
as red as the, soon,
lives of death
Leads us through hours
beyond this taken breath
The house is dark, a hint of red,
and has a quiet feel, as before nature's warnings-
Then, it was at night,
they could feel a movement, restless,
Surely it was not right
The parents sneaked around
and death hit them in an instant
as the taker ran, never to be found
The childrens' hearts had a hole,
definitely, the three were not full
as they were saddened
at the night that was surely testless
and at that time, it was sure
they were not yet reddened
We open to a placement, a blue day,
where the many have had breath taken-
The children were in the foster
a system, that was very sad
as the brother was not on their roster
The brother, from his foster, he ran
Rightly so, he was definitely not a fan
They had found him by the home
near his siblings, that was a tad
too far for him to roam
Now a windy day, at a sunrise,
a green fire rises, higher and higher-
The boy's parents' sunset, to him, was impart
as he felt, his life was raken
so he set, in the prison, his heart
and went out into the darkness
on a path set out in fire,
where the sun sets on its blackness
and the rain keeps the heat
slow and still, until the time
his vengence must readily beat
He moves as a sunset
brings him closer to darkness-
The path ends at a house,
beyond the row of quinces
where he was sure it was his "workhouse"
He went in, to catch the killer,
temptation sprang, but he was backed
So, he had to enact
and, for help, became a caller
The tornado finally passes,
after the taker, he catches
but finds the alleges
never discovers him any coolness
from the darkness, and the dankness
What he thought was sunset,
was actually sunrise,
that brought, with all his ties,
him to light, without any debt
Later, in the spring,
the children are grown, the bells ring,
with candles lit,
comes their lives, moonlit
and sunflowers no longer blackened,
and their lives no longer darkened,
but brightened with
Roses, lilies, and pansis
never to forget, their taken breath,
At A Time
