all the day

 

all the day long

in the light of the silence

the ways of our world

might not creep up behind us

causing us to become

ways not good to be had

all the day long

in the world to be sad

all the day long

in the light of the silence

the ways of our world

might not overtake and re-blind us

leading down paths

without merit on whim

all the day long

in a mind-sunken blend