Jeremiah, Jeremiah
What have you done?
You used to catch dragonflies
Like an angel singing on the sun.

But now I see
There are holes in your eyes
Black burned out craters
Laying passively neath the sky

Where is that light
That used to glow
Like the full moon
Reflected in freshly fallen snow

You blackened your soul
And destroyed a life
Family torn to pieces
Joy artfully reduced to strife

Once a road drew out
Like an undying breath
Now all destined to end
In darkness and in Death.
Aug-Sept 2006