Fences..

What lines on the same,

Stands the test of time,

What pillars on the hills,

That Nature smiles at ignorance,

What division of earth, water and sky,

A shadow play of darkness and light.

The ebb and flow of human misery,

The cascading waterfalls of ecstacy,

Who defines where we stand,

Which flag of our fathers do we salute to,

A shadow play of darkness and light.

The curse lies heavy on the land,

Like a dense fog in winter,

The torn bag of a child says it all,

Whose body count is higher,

That is the denomination in a war,

Clash of egos,

While small men are the ticking bombs,

Sent to burst, for the fuse is too small,

Just pawns to be moved at the whims,

Of leaders who sit in high chairs,

A shadow play of darkness and light.

Drops of water still falls,

Even when rains are over,

From hanging birches and leaves,

The ground is testimony, to orphaned children and restless parents,

Limbs torn and mud wet with blood,

Darkness prevails in sunshine,

Red dawn awaits another day,

How long, how many, none knows,

A shadow play of darkness and light.

Lost souls cling together,

In unison they rise above like fog,

Lost, in unrest, they seek their angels,

But none are coming, for storm of discontent,

Rages in God's kingdom too,

What did I create, what became of them,

Religion is lost, the circle is broken,

The end is near but destiny is confused,

A shadow play of darkness and light.

We trapeze between life and death,

The throbbing earth below, infinite sky above,

Peace shall descend, guns will fall silent,

A rainbow of faith shall arch again,

We will truly fly, when our limbs rest,

Awareness and epiphany of false egos,

Shall be an enlightened,

We shall be one again,

No shadow play of darkness and light,

But a new dawn, a new beginning,

No fences or walls, all shall crumble,

To the great sea of fields and flowers,

Rapturous shall be the elements again,

Morning had broken, with a new promise.