Witches dancing in the fire light
Ancient rituals being played out...

A click and a slip of the knife
Slowly edging back the screen...

Stubborn to some is principled to me
Not compromising my integrity though it causes...

What say you?
I ask...not knowing why...

Red sky rising beyond the hill
Fire and smoke burning like hell...

A foul stench hangs in the darkened air
The homeless wander lost amongst the ruin...

For thirty years I had a dream
Each time, she was there...

Dreams are made of wonder
Drifting through your inner sight...

Dark red dust clinging to my shoes
Emerging from the badlands of my life...

From the moment of our birth
We are stalked by death...

Alone in the darkness of my mind
Surrounded by memories and debris...

Looking skyward searching the heavens
Billions of stars hover peering down on earth...