A Grey Day Vision (in Red Dress)
It was the plain set in of Real Things in Real Time, in that Cool Geist; I want to Know what it means, If I’m tied to such affair
A Grey Day Vision (in Red Dress)
Winter sets in early in the Fall this Far North
And there are Many Millions Who Live Above Like This
The Grey, more than the White, flies in the Sky
And the Damp Dark brown and black on the Ground
I have had a vision of a Grey Day where I am adorned in Red
Giving a Speech to a Cohort, there collected in the Field
I did not know what I was saying, But I clutched it in My Right hand
It was more the deeds We were committed to, You see
That We could stand to change Things, in the World
And that the Grey Days might last forever if We succeeded
This was a bad thing to imagine, the Genius of the Crowd
But Nobody was yelling, its was not a circus
It was the plain set in of Real Things in Real Time, in that Cool Geist
I want to Know what it means, If I’m tied to such affair
It seems I will have to Wait, its a shame I’m not nearer to it
But its the devil You see Who draws We closer
And I’m Afraid…what’s left to Intuit.
Bad things in Bad times, where the worse breeds the worst
If We were subjected to worse will We bring the Worst?
What comes of depression must be anger and hate or death
What comes of suffering is the psalms written for Love
Which Am I? Which Are You?
Pray fast for the later, then take Your rest, go to sleep, seek love