Dawn Breaks (On the eve of our deconstruction)

Mesmerised by vanity
bordering on insanity
The search for inner beauty is lost.
Broken down to complacency
Lost in this beaurocracy
The demands of an individual are gone.

Waiting for a godot
Looking too hard at shadows
Knowing thats all we are
Of what we were

The path is set forth so clearly
But some refuse to see it
Their minds are firmly closed
Even to the truth

It can’t be very long now
The last songs will all be sung
Any chance of a saviours’ appearance
Will be lost.

Say goodbye to all that once was
Steel for all to be lost – just a bitter taste
In the memory of time.

Mark Catlin–2013