THE LAST WINTER STORM

THE LAST WINTER STORM

Submitted by Mafurei on Thu, 01/01/1970 - 00:00.

Written By: Frederick Martin-In-The-Fields

Whose fears these are no one will say,
Our pride is worldly and will not give sway,
He will not deign to speak of regret,
He will watch as vanity by vexation is met,

My desire must disillusion bear,
And to give laughter the perdition must bear,
Between the wiles of a cynical being,
The darkest impulses in every feeling,

He gives his life for greed and power,
To beg the question of the final hour,
The sound sweeps though the silence of all things,
Of easy wind and the melancholy it brings.

The world is resurrected with every dawn,
But I have faith to keep in promises bygone,
And adventures to seek before bidding farewell,
And tears to cry before bidding farewell ...

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