• by and by
    the world spins
    and the birds fly
    the gulls call
    and the world falls
    the sun spins
    without meaning
    to us it's never ending
    to the universe
    it's but a curse
    that won't be lifted
    feeling as if we're gifted
    not quite a miracle
    but never lyrical
    as to the eye that has shifted
    and listen but never listless
    the point of which is missing
    but the answer for which we are listening
    will never cheer the faces of the damned
    frowns upon the crown
    of a king gone without a sound
    the people all around
    as the kingdom comes crashing down