Friday 3 August 2012

As I Weep The Grief of Ages (August 2012)

A million faces dancing past
smiling in hope their smiles might last
Ten thousand cities whirl around
but soon return to earthened ground

Wild pairs of lovers dance their steps
then fade and part with drying lips
come cities rise, come people fall

live on in books - yet that is all

I stand atop the ages gone
and age with them yet stand alone
I've loved and danced and laughed and cried
soon in some tome you'll find me laid

For I am Rome and Babylon
and Carthage, Troy and Epic Song
all part of history's splendid tale
rage passionate but doomed to fail


(I've lived and garnered life's great wages
 as now I weep the Grief of Ages)