Apocalypse

Towards the light, will you see tears of these angels.
Looking for the one the only soul this ourselves open.
Need you dancing flowers of the spring open hearts.

Broken the years come to haunt the minds where’s the flame.
I held you in the sunshine of life memory’s crisp morning frost.
Wondering this is to late, helping motions circles in life’s dance.

Finding landing grounds come forth skies ablaze mothers.
No right from distance lets connect, mind people aware.
Governments soulless grasping power no more.

People we the people we grasp foretold governance.
Highways passed flowing the blood of innocents no more.
Apocalypse screaming upon death everyday.

Awake the daylight this morning there is no end.
Denial the suffering unspoken demons of optical fibre.
We have all to give quiet words for the fallen.

Candles to the church for your peace, we sing today.
Mary my mother by the grace keep my soul today.
Lost never walking alone rage the bells of freedom.

We are ancient souls drifting non existence do we know.
Under the light we survive the seasons can we.
Love no boundaries humanity, listen now make the difference.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXVIII #ProgressivePoetry