Thursday, August 29, 2013


Last rays of sunlight
Filter through ancient trees
It is the ending of
Another peaceful day
And it wanes...
On a warm terrace
To the clink of cocktails
Enjoyed with...
Smoked salmon and Parma ham
Bedecking a porcelain plate
And everything is so well
But then I thought
About the global news
So many, so far away
In pain, fear and soon anger
And it reminds me that
I shall have more guilt
To carry; for a little while
And so, so, suddenly...
The day dims to black
And is not so perfect anymore
It never was
Not till the ages descend
And bear me away
Shall I be guilty no more.