The Fall is Upon Us

Daylight has faded earlier
than the weeks before
only leading into the
cold wasteland to come.

There must be some bit
of solace left out
there for us to hold
onto; We can't all be doomed.

Those in power say we
must stay in line, stay
in wait, stay nose cleaned,
stay a part of tthe agenda.

It is their red and blue
speaches that keep us warm
and it is their lies
that burn our slumber.

Hang their promises from
a noose in a tree of
red and yellow leaves for
the fall is upon us.