writing Last of the Newest Beginnings

[Pan the Fabulous Ferret 2,642]

They died tomorrow from past experiences

Brought to feeling from bleeding trumpets

Sounding the songs of final tribulation

As children mournfully walk on by

Eyes filled with hatred from events unseen

Minds uncertain as the past accumulates

Fortune’s prediction of the newest beginning

 

Eyes wide these children

For no one else is there

 

 

-David F.