cystic reality

 

hey kid! mom left you
	 down in mean lights. 
	 you wait to stumble, 
	 deep in slumber, 
	 you walk unknown miles. 

baby 
	dad did not say
	goodbye. 
	he was not there himself. 
	left in you a part
	of what we all leave
	behind. 

there in the dark
	hark!  a friendly hand
as night closes
	n' eyes drowsy search amongst
	ashes. 
	for carbon memories
	rock this cradle. 
	years upon ages. 
	n' we look beyond
	for what is not
	ours.