Dawn without the sometimes Furious Swarming of Coins


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Dawn arrives in magnificent loneliness
Without hassles or questions

Only a lovely waiting –
That grasps essentials

Effortlessly, with pillars of the sun
Milky drafted anguish for

The beacon of tomorrow
Dawn in my City devours

Abandoned children, in the streets
Those who go out early

Know in their bones, each day’s value
Dawn arrives with light buried

Beneath our cheeks, under
A rootless science of hope

That we use to stagger through all suffering
Dawn arrives with a shipwreck of blood

Though we expected only monotony
The world is changing, my dears.

Photo Courtesy: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Dawn-95724313

The Black Riders of the World Government


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Pursuing the horizon
I was disturbed by futility

In all the splendour of the worlds
This is what we became

Making quaint progress
Heeding outdated hierarchies

Yes, I heard a thousand tongues
Calling doom, heralded by economic collapse

There were no soft gardens
In these troubled times

The speed of change allowed
Second travelers with us

Pursing the future was not
The open answers of kind eyes

But a monarchy of sterner kingdoms
Than the Earth had ever known.