We Never Sang, We Never Danced Poem by Patti Masterman

We never sang, we never danced
As some did; every night and morning without fail
We recalled, the world's an automaton-
And earthly pleasures must pale.

We never looked for the rarer sunrise,
We never laid the stars to sleep;
For we knew the world as traitor,
Where all the joys soon weep.

We never sang, we never danced
As some did; we stored the best treasure for days
That darkness had won all the battles-
And none at our feet, wreathes lay.