Where Are We Going?
Wand’ring through darkness
We keep looking for the sun
Holding on to each other
Back where we’ve begun
Circles in the cornfield
Wolves howling in our ears
Can’t find our way out’a here
Minds numbed by our fears
Hearts racing on make-believe highs
Building walls protecting turf
Still wand’ring through darkness
Our blindness destroying our earth.
Dayvid Graybill © 2012
rock, roll & sin crazy train,
Sage
Ron
as you already know...and too inside your poem
were I was grabbed inside the darkness
...but I brought matches & we set that field on FIRE!!
Indiana Blankets & Smoke Signals
Vickie
What I always hope for is peace. Peace and Love :)
Happy Thanksgiving, Blessings,
Christine