The Changed World

When The World Wakes Up
Tomorrow To The Beckoning Of
A New Dawn
A Handful of Love I
Would Have To Offer It
For The Hating I Did So Long.
The World Of Yesterday
That Only Refused To
Wake Up To My Earnest Call
And Failed Persistently To
Acknowledge My Existence To Date
Promises To Rise For Me Newly-Adorned.
The Bad Which Was Never There
And Good That Will Never Be Born
Did Not And Yet Had Undergone Many Form;
All In A Jaundiced Eye And A
Sight Infernally Charmed.

The Dirge For A Stranger

Lets Walk Not Much But
A Few Trifle Steps Away
Hand in Hand In The Silence
Of The Meadows.
Lets Be Partners In The
Joy of Silence And Beget
Some More And
If Possible Some More
Silence For Tomorrow.
In Silence Let Us Listen
All That We Talk And
Had Talked; In Silence
Lets Live And Die.
Let Silence Be Witness
And Silent Be The Dirge
For The Stranger
Had No Hand To Hold.