Dark Skies

It’s 3 am and I can’t sleep

The nocturnal creatures are starting to creep

A cold sip of tea over steeped

Awakened by thoughts way too deep,

At this hour there can be no secrets here

Only whispers from ghosts in my ears

Living alongside a boatload of fears

In a sea of jilted lover’s tears,

The silence like a blanket of demise

That only exists in the province of dark skies

Just like everything you told me being lies

Yet God calls upon me to forgive and not despise,

It’s 3 am and I’m in another place

Most likely because I’ve fallen from grace

Like an astronaut tumbling through time and space

My memory won’t let anything disappear without a trace,

They say when you drown your whole life flashes before you

Like watching US Dive Bombers attack standing on the Soryu

Like dealing with people who haven’t got a clue

And you wonder from where I got this cynical view,

People with broken lives sleeping on sidewalks

A Mallard duck torn from the sky by a hawk

A patriotic American made into a laughing stock

A UFO flies overhead as a crowd gawks,

This world of contrasts I endure

The meaning of it all the powers that be will obscure

It’s 3 am and my thoughts are no longer so pure

Let me retreat into my dreams the only cure.