Recollections

Does anyone know where 
sanity goes when the voices 
cry out in the silence? 
And all that you knew has 
been proven untrue but the 
blood and the pain and the 
violence. 
If there ever was time to collect 
what is mine it’s a long time ago 
I am certain. 
The reward I desired was consumed 
in the fire when the gods up on high 
dropped the curtain. 
And don’t ever presume that 
your life will resume when 
insanity passes with morning. 
For the shadows hold fast 
to the present and past 
when love disappears 
without warning.

Reviews

[Peggy Gildon]

WOW, WOW, WOW! This is to me fabulous! What impeccable rhythm! The rhyme and flow are amazing. I LOVED it from beginning to end. God bless you.