A Rainbow's End
Reluctant droplets breathe in consolation,
Vacuum fills the unknown constellations
With tales hidden neath these grounds,
And above these clouds;
Some awaiting exposure,
Many enslaved to change and closure.
They call you drunk in this town,
Going to deep waters is a wish to drown
A mindless satisfaction sought in delusion
Behind the windows to secretive seclusion;
The only paths to rise above hate,
And give in to the rest without haste.
Living in horrific hues is the taboo norm.
Like letting silk dresses rot on the street,
Off to the unforeseen lands, they swarm
In a quest to find their feet.
Still they hear the sweet songs
Of their glory gleaming over the red sky,
As they stroll along
Tranquility that never seems to die,
One of many intoxications that seem to glow
Until they reach the end of their rainbow.