My Sweet Sarah

-

As the world closes its eyes

upon the truth,

as the world grinds its teeth

in anger . . . in frustration . . .

always know in your heart

that for people like us it

will always be hard.

People like us who see

love on the wings of summer birds,

love on the flower petal.

While they kill each other

and rip our world apart,

let's smile for a while

and wait for our number

to be called.-

-

Michael Myles