“The urge to save humanity is almost always only a false-face for the urge to rule it. Power is what all messiahs really seek: not the chance to serve. This is true even of the pious brethren who carry the gospel to foreign parts.”
H.L. Mencken

2018

Pale Angel

Cold sunlight shined down into the cemetery
Where your deep beauty wandered through the trees
Both dark and innocent

And on the night that followed
We wandered through cold empty streets
The Moon light reflected in the river
As towers reached out into the darkness
Dimly lit street lamps illuminate dark eyes

Our longing for unity came down this
Burnt down by the burdens
Of my ignorance and pride.
Future faded and Prospects in ruin

And after all these years of silence
I see the years of hurt
And I hear of the pain that came
Long before our bleak reunion
meaningful memories begin to fade
and soon all will be forgotten.

Departed once before and soon to depart again.
Depart, return, depart again….