Dusted

Comes the sign of wasted times

I will wait no more

Ever trudging through the aimless

Forests we explore

In our boots and money chains

Misfitting cloaks we can't contain

Hidden hates of urgency

Declaring our emergency

And up the tallest window world

The distance was not clear

Unoccupied my brutish thoughts

We had no cause to fear

A lesson so severe

Hotter than the fire we built

Darker than the truth

Ignorance reflected in the windows of our youth

Push me now beyond the bounds

Of healing hands and thorny crowns

And all the sadness it implies

I've tasted with my own two eyes

And as the cattlerack was cleared

The floor was brightly stained

And larger though we grew in size

Not a thing was gained

...The fate as so ordained