A Second of Eternity


Good night, my friend,
It's time to pray
Endured the longest hour
Of the shortest day.

Death on our side
And sun's gone away
Children's dying screams
By a foggy, tranquil bay.

With lemonade
And shattered dreams
Fond sentiments
Worn loose at the seams.

The sky's a blur
As the fog rolls in
Romantic, happy thoughts
Nary, but a sin.

'Tis but a blessing in disguise
Or a curse in fancy attire
It's you, I hate, my enemy
But you that I desire.


by sebastian raaphorst (vorpal^), 1997