POETRY
Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 4:21 am
Shadow Children, by Charles Carreon
There in the shifting light
Lean the shadow children.
Seeking shelter from the cold--
Bleak survivors growing old,
They don't know what childhood is
They don't know what loving was,
They'll fade before the break of day,
Shadow children go away.
Go away.
I'd like to think that they
Are only figments of my mind,
But childish fingers clutch at me
And hang on tight to what they find.
Tracing fire in my soul,
Sobbing sorrow they grow old--
Shadow children full of weakness
Shadow children raised on bleakness
Shadow children come away
Come away to stay.
There in the shifting light
Lean the shadow children.
Seeking shelter from the cold--
Bleak survivors growing old,
They don't know what childhood is
They don't know what loving was,
They'll fade before the break of day,
Shadow children go away.
Go away.
I'd like to think that they
Are only figments of my mind,
But childish fingers clutch at me
And hang on tight to what they find.
Tracing fire in my soul,
Sobbing sorrow they grow old--
Shadow children full of weakness
Shadow children raised on bleakness
Shadow children come away
Come away to stay.