PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

We are at the nights divide

I feel the dawn rise in my soul

to not remember the times we tried

to take a passage from the day before

we walk our life through a simple path

and create a world we know

what happens when it’s taken away

tomorrow never knows

The ghosts of the chiefs stand up proud

the faces are desolate below

the chief comes forward to announce the crowd

I hope you enjoy the show

The ground on which we stand is sacred ground

I should not be surprised to see him fail

as the shadow is cast over your eyes

the white widow draws her veil