So long ago, we saw horizon
We had been living on the edge.
Sometimes we saw the stars were rising
But we were locked in rusty cage.
We dreamt about many places
And built up ships to sail away
But sky was laughing at fools’ faces.
We must be dead, we must decay.
We had been losing tears of sorrow
But jalousie gods had made us pray.
Oh! May be we should die tomorrow
As sacrifice of Judgment day.
We had been looking for salvation
In icy stars and haughty nights
The fearful words of Revelation
Make us get a little fright.
Edge Dedication to A. R. Pell
© Copyright: Дилайт Деивл, 2005
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