WHERE IS GOD TODAY?

WHERE IS GOD TODAY?

Oh there is a terrible crying on the night air.

Children with dreams caught in their mouths,

Unable to speak.  The thick vengeance of sleep

Full upon them.  Wolves of sleep, cast not thy

Blowing eyes upon our small dominion.

We meant no harm.  We have even erased

Our poor names from the doors of

This kingdom.  Still our ears

Fill with the sounds of sirens and

Fearful gnashing of teeth.  A mad alarum

Chases through the night blood of our cities.

Our pulses spurting madly into its flames.

Oh there is a terrible crying on the night air.

And we softly lie here listening to the

Calm oceans of our breath as it wonders the

Stars with its sweet rhythm.