Towers Of Tomorrow Poem by George Samuel

Town of towers prone to hear
Early echos idle pet be wear
Night is fast spent the day
Shall we shall we to the other side dismay
From sound sleep
Creeping things crawling fantasies
Unto broad day light
The agonizing sun delight
At the moon fading till the morning stars
Will they till dark night and drunken bars
Cease sweet sleep
Captured away sold so cheap
Away like casual dreams
Shall they shall they ever abide supreme
Always in towers and rested fight
Cleve to safety delight
Made whole with white candles
Gathering towers in town idle
For they and we with tomorrow return