Endlessly Transitory
When my Doppelganger calls
In the deep and sylvan halls
Far beyond the pale ...
When my shadow comes to me
Humming rancid poetry
From beyond the veil ...
When my Auntie Sylvie shrieks
Higher than Andean peaks
'Tis the Holy Grail!
When my simulacrum cries
Dust and powder from his eyes
Tells a solemn tale
When my bright reflection dims
And quite heavy are my limbs
All of this shall fail ...
When the heavens open wide
As the future's swept aside
Then shall right prevail?
When the statisticians shout
Plug each nostril! Block each snout!
Go right off the rails!
When the 7 nations rise
Stop their earholes! Seal their eyes!
Pull out all their nails!
When the planet runs aground
Then shall dragons' wyrms abound
When chaos tips the scales ...
Contributors: | Roland, Apsley, fester, TG. |
Poem finished: | 8th May 2000. |