BLACK NIGHT
And all day's shining sons
Hunched forward frozenly,
Each on his lone cross. . . .
For laughter stabbed, and rapture gassed,
And joy and love reviled, defiled,
Each on his lone cross. . . .
O sorrowing, somber black night,
You mourn all these . . . and more.
Hunched forward frozenly,
Each on his lone cross. . . .
For laughter stabbed, and rapture gassed,
And joy and love reviled, defiled,
Each on his lone cross. . . .
O sorrowing, somber black night,
You mourn all these . . . and more.
All night long, from your cloud-hooded star-gold eyes,
Lonely star-golden tears
Creep down your somber cheek
To nothingness.
You pass, a bleak and solitary mourner,
Beyond the blackened hills,
As day comes on.
Lonely star-golden tears
Creep down your somber cheek
To nothingness.
You pass, a bleak and solitary mourner,
Beyond the blackened hills,
As day comes on.
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