For None Will Be Bowed Down For

Stare blankly
Think hungrily
Act for thirst
Seek a first

For none will be bowed down for
Rise up for you.

Order of the Day

A word for the day; 

A word for the beat,

A word for the lights,

a word instead of melancholy

...hopefully.

A Stroll Through the Cold, Cold Night

Waiting in the cold, cold night
As the children's laughter has long gone
Though some small echos linger
and I have to move on.

The Lily

Placed in a public space
With all the ambience of green sound
As well as plastic
And loud walks and talks.
Amidst sterile walls
Between the towering columns
Right besides the front desk
Down by the floor

there lies The Lily.