Treasure Island

Richard Allen Beevor

(23 March 1949 / London)

Grey Dawn and Choirs Sing


Plastic people live in plastic houses,
they have overgrown needs, minds without love,
concrete roads sink in the mud,
soft cement turns to dust,
solitude is sought in the early hours,
at peace they all wish to be,
as love comes alive in the new born day,
when its quiet at grey dawn and choirs sing.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, April 29, 2014

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