"The Pleiades, Poems of A Darker Light" (Poetry) - " Till Dawn They Weep"

"Till Dawn They Weep"

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Nothing but tears flow from their faces,

Like rivers of foreign lands into the seas.

The storm's washed away their lives and dreams,

Leaving a stark memory of what used to be.

Grandparents washed out to sea like so much debris,

Children left orphans as their parents are missing for days.

The rushing water unrelenting as winds speed up,

Blowing away their playthings down a flooded street,

Its name unknown as the sign that bore its name is gone as well.

Fire would be a change from this watery hell.

Till dawn they weep,

The morning will bring no relief,

As the world they know is gone.

All the songs and records played this summer

Are now clogging the sewer drains

Along with the people who sang them.

Some of us are lucky; we are far from the storms.

We complain of a little rain,

As we sleep soundly in our beds,

Without a care in our heads,

As a little girl's family lies dead at the end of her road,

Wet and bloated and unrecognizable.

Now she's left for dead as well, to die in the cold. With thousands missing , their stories never told.

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