Visions
(June 1999. Millennium… The result of another sleepless night.)
The night grows cold
clouds fill the void between
the stars and this Earth this
land that birthed you and I
Hold me closer
for fires of destruction rain down on
these cities centuries old looking in
to the maw of a new millennium
Still touch my heart
that I might know that somehow
you still need me and don’t want
to be lonely in this dark
The lights still glow
in the black roof of this slowly
dying world and are no
longer a silent comfort
Slow these grey clouds
that swallow the sky in
their shadow path ––– towns torn
apart ––– such flames! such stench!
Don’t let me see!!
Touch my skin hold me for
an ill chill stalks my soul
in these visions tonight.
About The Author
Tsc
A Gippsland lad that grew up in The Central Highlands, the Big Smoke, and on The Island, in The Lakes. Went abroad to China, Vietnam, Germany, with a few side visits along the way. Currently based in China.