Dusk

When I was young, the sun shone, all was well

I heard the birds in the trees

And hid from the rain when it fell

Then I got older, the light dimmed, the shadows got longer 

The sun left my face 

And I was left behind to wonder 

As I watched the night deepened, sky black, there was no longer any sound

I was stood alone in the rain

And screamed when I realized I’d been found 

A sickle rose above me, a bad omen, stark white 

It’s clear I was doomed from the start

Once I’d lost the sun, I would never again find the light 

Thus in the darkness I wander, no direction, all alone 

Losing hope for the future 

And mourning the sun-filled life that will never be my own