February 14, 2005


By dusk, the lamps shed their lights
We are young and share a place and time

We come together after dark
We walk our walk, speak
The words sparked by our thoughts

No time perhaps may have seemed darker
More prone to words in which’s emptiness
A vacuum threatens
But we like it, still, and thrive in the dark

It has often been said
As happens to words carrying a loaded meaning:
Children of the night are we
Stripped off all our innocense
Except, indeed
In our power to act
Fruits of power and sheer will.

Warwick, January 2005

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