Light the way

Any instinct that we had for the big forever
and the stupor of eternal salvation is damned.

We can't wake up from the dream of lust
that we write again and again in the sand.

Any light that we see in the distance
pales against the shadow of selves left behind.

We dare not portray any more tension
in the balance of this life that awaits.

The politic of cut and paste revolutions
will drown us out.

The passion of trump and trample emotions
will kill the noise of tomorrow.

The piety of formless masters and traitors
will erase the words you write here.

Will you wait here or move along to another?
Will you linger on or dare to cross the border?

I'll love you either way.
I'll make the move to light the way.
I'll not cry when you do not sway.
I'll not fear when you do not follow.