
This late autumn night
A light shines in the darkness
Moon and stars guiding
I dig computers

This late autumn night
A light shines in the darkness
Moon and stars guiding

Awake in the night
Fear whispering in my ear
White noise of deceit

It’s audacious
Hubristic, really
To think these words
A silly spackle of thought
Might, maybe, change things
Dampen a bit of rage
Create a little love
Maybe, just maybe,
My audacity might
Bear fruit
Hope echoes
Within