Betrayal

Sit in the loins of my pride Dance around the embers of my memory See the children are singing It’s a game they play, under the dead moon Hats like caskets evading their little heads Arms akimbo with legs apart like little soldiers Saluting every bird that flys above them The weeping willows are whistling There is an honorable ceremony Where skeletons with no bones Will walk like humans with no soul Eyes are rolling, drums are beating The rainbow is bowing All the colors are gone Secrets stolen from naked dreams Masquerades fallen, seasons wasted Ancient thrones kissing graveyards Angels and demons conniving Tales of doom in clustered homesteads Trumpet blows for last kiss Rotten brides and righteous whores Noxious bullets from guns of affection Shoot the sun and kill the day