I Remember Poem by Chris Noir

I remembered then,
When it was too late to remember,
And the night was passing and hovering away,
It will be replaced with people hate and anger, monsters who take shape in the light of day,
I remembered.

If I was faster, I would catch the wind,
I would follow darkness wherever it may go,
I wouldn't feel the stench of half rotten things, glorious in hatred of the coming glow,
I remembered,

Too late to keep a promise,
Too old to drench the blood out of a cold dead stone,
Too late to catch the shooting star and fly away alone.
I remembered.

When my soul was not half empty,
When I called time my friend,
When the beauty wasn't descending towards a horrible premature end.
I remember now, but I knew not then.

Alas, the hour is late,
The light tails me where ever I hide,
Reveals all the secrets buried deep inside,
Leaves a hole where I once stood and with an all seeing eye,
Gazes at the abyss.
I remember.