do not deceive

do not deceive yourself, o my friends,

for they are on the march again,

so certain now that might is right

 

faded blooms of sixty-seven

must needs flower again, once more

inside machine guns muzzles grow

 

no matter how silly the dream

seemed then and may yet still be,

forgotten, darkness will descend

 

falling on you, me, all of us

darkness falls alongside hatred,

dividing always, you from me

 

eyes blind with night, we shall not see

ears deaf with screams, we shall not hear

silent with fear, we shall not speak

 

Author: connellykevin

Writer, poet and photographer. Lover of all musical genres, from acoustic to zydeco. Born in Ireland of Scottish descent and proud of both. "I sought a theme and sought for it in vain, I sought it daily for six weeks or so" WB YEATS Many of the themes here presented and to be presented have taken me a lifetime rather than six weeks. Some have taken mere moments to arrive. All are offered freely and it is my hope that you, dear reader, will gain something by browsing here and that I in turn will gain something by presenting these works to you.

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