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Bluelighter
my dreams have left
stolen away in the moonlight
boarded silver crested sultans fleets
and sailed away on ice blue seas
while i slept
a pauper under palace walls
there is hard dry white stone now
there is nothing in this childs pop-up book
nothing except the lone card cut-out
forced to stand sore thumb between bleached pages
pages devoid of verse or image
watercolour prince where is your battle now?
often i would awake
to the voices of thousands
calling my name
beckoning
purpose percieved
rising slowly over red dunes
now their silence is my dirt pillow
i sleep tonight so that tomorrow
they may forget me a little more
recognise me a little less
let them rather pass another drunkard
asleep on the stone street
than see how i have fallen
than see how i have failed
heaven hide the shame
should these rags be cleaned
to the purple and yellow silk
that once flowed at my side
let me be
kind sir
i am no longer the man you seek
stolen away in the moonlight
boarded silver crested sultans fleets
and sailed away on ice blue seas
while i slept
a pauper under palace walls
there is hard dry white stone now
there is nothing in this childs pop-up book
nothing except the lone card cut-out
forced to stand sore thumb between bleached pages
pages devoid of verse or image
watercolour prince where is your battle now?
often i would awake
to the voices of thousands
calling my name
beckoning
purpose percieved
rising slowly over red dunes
now their silence is my dirt pillow
i sleep tonight so that tomorrow
they may forget me a little more
recognise me a little less
let them rather pass another drunkard
asleep on the stone street
than see how i have fallen
than see how i have failed
heaven hide the shame
should these rags be cleaned
to the purple and yellow silk
that once flowed at my side
let me be
kind sir
i am no longer the man you seek
