Song of Life
Subtleties of intonation
spun in shades of scarlet
singing songs of affirmations
to the sultry harlot.
Bringing hope
so soon offended
wondering will you ever cope
in the loss you hang suspended.
Falling from the slope
into the sands of time
finding the wondrous scope
suffering in abysmal slime.
Sultry songs are being sung
by sirens in the night
reaching to be sprung
through the flames ignite.
Spinning into the light
possibilities increase
filling us now with delight
in anticipation of peace.
Spinning slows to a rumble
as I step into sunlight
feeling as though I’ll crumble
knowing now I’ll be alright.