The Fourth Overtures of Finality
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The stillness of the night

Quietly overwhelming

The populace fast asleep

Everything seem so surreal


Sweet dreams and happiness

In stark contrast

The fears enveloping one's heart

Manifested in an imaginary golden rainbow

Laced with pitfalls


The cricket cheers

At the stroke of midnight

The sounds of nightfall

Speak volumes of sounds and signals

We only too often

Choose to ignore


Just like the silence within

Just like the hurt that permeate

The recesses of one's heart

One can constantly recount and regret

Or capture the silver lining of hope


Amidst the darkness

Dictating one's destiny

Before time runs out

All too suddenly, too swiftly

Alex
29 September 2005