The first song

Is innocence.

The last song

Is dirt.

And the summer

Is now gone along with

The heart and the flesh,

From diseases known & unknown

Which constantly

Remind us that

If we are anything

We are flawed.

Human in the eyes to be inhuman

Noble to all our fellow creatures

Except our fellow man,

Woman or child, reporter

“Or God”

And when I was a kid

Isis was a superhero on television,

A Goddess who fought for truth & justice

That now the pathetic

Have now turned

Into a bitch

And the open light

Is now once again

Vanishing from

Our very souls

Yes, the summer is over

The summer is gone

But in the end of all ends

It is the light that depends

Upon you no matter

How dark it gets

Keep fighting.

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~ R.M. Engelhardt

    08.29.14