diamond bright

Posted by Roger A. Tetrahart at 13:49

15 September 2005

Hastily named, the child of creed.
In waking world, we're truly maimed;
Sleeping dreams where men are free.
Crimson butterflies shall come to claim.

Juxtapose sweet surreality
Before these claws cut our candlelight.
What romance! Of love! Of dreams!
We, indeed, the diamond bright.

- Henry Rogers

1 comments:

Roger A. Tetrahart said...

We call ourselves as free,
But in reality we are struggling.
Only in dreams can men be truly free.
All in all, death will murder us.

So let us live our dreams impossible
Before our life goes out.
For love we live, for dreams we live.
We ARE free.