Sunday Evening

just a quick one today.  

 Sunday Evening                              2/22/2016

At Blackfields there was a party

And we lit every torch

Burning bright

In everyone’s eye.

We opened up the iron doors

And let the music spill out

Reverberating into the trees

On a cold, clear, evening. 

We opened the bar

To shouts of joy

And I smiled when I watched them

All dance with joy.

Liquor was spilled

And glasses were broken

But all we could do was laugh

Taking what we could

In an otherwise black day.

As I watched swaying to the music

I remembered the words of the dead

Life is for living

And that is what

We should do. 

Unafraid, and unashamed

Unapologetic and free

Living and laughing

At all that is absurd

And beautiful.

All our water

Become wine

And all our heartbreak

Become joy.

Enjoy today

In prayer

That all you love

Are protected.

For joy like freedom

Should be defended

For with joyless control

Can come only slavery

And death without end.

Let them hate

While we love

Playing out their hand

Empty, defeated, and dead.