Crowd Poem by C.R. Ebowski

Step outside and hear the moon yell at the sun
Witness the evolution of the world coming undone
Feel the pain deep down in the bottom of your heart
Smell the destruction of our lives being torn apart

Save all you have to prepare for a thousand years
Release all you anger and cry a thousand tears
Living in the devil’s play pin, shaking the bars free
Nobody will ever know the way it’s gonna be.

For some reason the sun doesn’t seem so bright
I need more time to try and make things right
All have left to another world that’s not so loud
But there will always be a face out beyond the crowd.