just keep dancing

as babylon fell

and the rivers of wisdom

dried, along with hope

the peoples knew their

demise, ever crumbling away

the bonfire grew

surrounding themselves

with their torches,

and their pains

their world lit

ablaze, the old

and the cataclysmic new

it was over,

and as the world burned

around them

they danced

Reviews

[Vol]

Everett,
I live in a prime target area, and when the missiles are launched, given enough warning, there are some blues I know I'll play and dance till they arrive.
Vol