Ode to Twilight

In the culture of deceit, truth is found by those to whom truth is bound.

Ode to Twilight

 

No my spooky friends;

You speak of the twilight zone

As something the TV sends

To frighten to the bone.

 

The twilight has no end

It replaces the day and night

It has no time to bend

Or to be of fear and fright

 

Who knows the real world

Of the everlasting name

Or how the dragon is hurled

Down and finally slain?

 

Oh the twilight won't last!

Cries the evening news

You're dreaming of the past

You've had too much booze.

 

But there in the twilight

The wind holds its breath

There is no shadow in sight

Or any thought of death.