WHISPERS

 Whispers of a morning are gone

Tears are of a meatless bone

Cries are of the featherless bird

Fortunes are futures bruised

Whispers are whisperers gone

 

 As you enter the door of doom

Darken the darkest room

Strengthen the tightest bond

Whisper the will of gods

And a whisper is gone cold

 

 In the deeping shadow

Under the creaking black door

Whisper a light happy song

Make a right, not a wrong

Whisper,

A whisper song

 

 And were the tunnel ends

And the bright is shining

Grasp the light, not the dark

Win the night, with your heart

And say a word that counts

For when tomorrow comes

 You can say

 I too have whispered