where holds a light
lost
lost in the night
a small candle unlit
searching for a shadow
to cast upon outside
concrete wall
children’s wishes search in vain
just a stain of darkness
where are these children
searching dreaming hoping
a young lost child’s song
small and unheard
dares to sing
and music calls to the light
nothing bright
what might be
if all the lost children dared
to sing that child’s
song of light
In a near-future Baltimore, an unemployed bipolar journalist and a teenage hacker are the last hope for a dystopian world controlled by a giant media corporation.
This was no mere illusion. Colin Chase Rand, pulled through a magical portal, landed in 1935 where the dust bowl and the Great Depression was destroying lives, and a serial killer was in their midst
It's good to see you posting again. I hope you weren't ill, just taking time off.
Ron