Time out of Joint

The hours lost their clock

Time is out of joint

How heavenly the bell has tolled

The markers missed the point

The twilight of becoming

The haunting of the past

A future most impossible

No word is made to last

The sultry swamp of memory

Forgotten and forlorn

The oldest Gods are dying

And the youngest can’t be born

A funeral of weddings

The closing of the sphere

A mapping of our time in place

The nowness of the here

Love among the workers

Charity for all

Caring as our mothers

May the living conquer all

Rally around the banner

A banner with no name

A movement with no movers

But no obstacle to claim

A negative endeavor

The everlasting strife

To speculate the future

Is to bring it back to life

The yesteryear of mourning

A present most unkind

The burden of uncertainty

Tomorrow we must find