Calm after the Storm

Herky jerky frentic and fast

Furious fire burning within

What drives such a mad race

With no known end?

Like a dawn of a new day

After a stormy night

With fantastic displays

Of light and sound

Harsh cruel reality slips in

Through the gates

Its narrow, slitted eyes

Dig into every crack,

Snap every beam

And the deck of cards

That was our palace

Comes crashing to the ground

Only to have every man and child

Running about

Shoving ruins back together as if

They could rebuild a reality

That never existed

Sad and hollow

The wind on the plains

Passes right into

Our minds and souls

Calm and mechanical

We move through the paces

As if tending to a grave

Like it were a sick patient

Only waiting for it to get better

The sun sets

On this harshest of days

And we gather together

Over the last glowing embers of fire

In hope of a better tomorrow.