WHEN OUR DAYS GO TO SLEEP

by davebarclay1954

Moving words.

Mum C writes

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When our days go to sleep

And end our wondering which is so steep

I know we will all take the leap

Wanting or not wanting to take a peep

II

We assume the sound of goodness

Will give nice chairs of softness

As the sound of wickedness

Flog many to helplessness

III

These grave assumptions

Walking through all nations,

Could it be a bomb vocation

Waiting for an intonation?

Patiently, I wait for that occasion

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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