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December
1984
401
and Shopping Malls
dark,
dismal, drab
no
sun
no
sky
just
cloud
and
more cloud
rolling across the plain
blowing
overtop
of huddled
stooping
masses
hurrying
about
without
the slightest regard
for
a sight
so
dreary
life’s chain of plans
a necklace of pearls
look
there!
too fleeting to ignore
on
the crest
a
thousand statues sway
marble
veins on granite skies
to
sliver on lead
where
billows recede
and
on it goes
a
path that goes forever
full
of plans, dreams, goals
and
destinations
slowly comes
awareness
and
there!
to the mind
on
the left
comes
sunlight crashing through
one
small piece of daylight
becomes
the painter’s brush
gray
silver
white
the colours
are brought to life
and
still the mad wheels turn
and dance in far off skies
life
gets lost in living
lives
are lost of hope
hope
becomes a dream
that dies
hard
dark,
dismal, drab
though
often
though
often
yet
beauty will abound
tears
give laughter meaning
laughter gives tears a hope
My
sister and I were on our way to
Bowmanville
during a winter storm.