innocence

 when eyes look up there is no blue to spy

but clouds of blemished dark and dirty grey

no sign of laughing sun of yesterday

the joyful world of summer seems a lie

told by sad fools each eager to deny

the horrid truth that beauties never stay

while we're the victims in this tragic play

who quail and shiver under lowering sky

still there's an answer as the night returns

and deeper darkness holds us closer in

we're not yet trapped by walls nor iron bars

the cold is met by all the force that burns

from hopeful hearts that still ache to begin

and wisdom that will reach up to the stars