November 9

November Nine                               12/29/2015

Wednesday November nine         

Slipped away

Like all the others

Setting off a line of lies

No man can prove.

Deep dark are the secrets

On a scale that boggles the mind

As we seek to hide

For fun or for profit. 

The easy smiles are gone

But so also are the dreams

Cut off halfway home

And left on the street.

We have been distracted

And we have been duped

Led down a primrose path

Of lies and delusion. 

Dark shadows

And flickering flames

That willfully forget

And cannot remember. 

Who will uncover the lies

One upon many

The end over the beginning

Fifty years or more. 

Dead men cannot talk

At least for now

But still they know

And still they watch.

Face to face

What will we say

And eye to eye

What will we do. 

Yesterday is over

But remembrance is forever

No matter how deep the pit

Or how dark the past. 

Behold the end

As they make their final plans

Each and every second

More deadly than the last.