Aftermath

When the moon shines like silver through
the frozen air, like a new
life, a time to break free
a downsize for me

This digitized aftermath
Now here’s the wrath
Gone are the handheld celebrations of
Existence, and love

Yet here, still
Discovering passion, and the will
To unite the old with the new
As so many becomes so few

Then comes the day
No more, no way
The starful nights and blue, clear
Hours are gone, I fear

They arrive twix your stride
With no time to hide
Will the moon shine like silver again
And if it rises, when
        
©2012 Hey Hey