Excerpt from The Bitterness of Dawn and Other Poems
The candles flare in their sickly red, Grim ruin is on the floor; The wine is flat and the sport is tame And the music throbs no more.
Where are the women with sparkling The lips that were passing sweet; The careless bubble of jest and song, The patter of dancing feet?
They're gone, my lads, with your golden The light of your youth as well; The smile and kiss of the fickle lips, The beacon that led to hell.
So draw the curtains and ope the blinds, 'tis the cold grey of the mom.
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