Right to the Left

And the twilight pours its wine to the empty glass of sky,
The song fades into nothingness,
The void overpowers the honks of the cars,
Makes me deaf, makes me blind,
As I stare and I stare into the lake,
Dull with the skeletons of withered leaves floating on it,
Numb with death and glowing with freedom....

Did you walk down past the pavement with shops around it,
Bright with the neon-glow?
An insipid lust engulfs your thoughts,
To jump into it, grab it all and YELL...
To yell at the top of your voice,
You have made it there to the top of the world
And celebrate with champagne, your victory....your defeat...

We have made it all,
We have lit up darkness with halogen lamps,
Conquered the nothingness with space-shuttles,
Compressed the distance with Skype....
But have we looked up to the sky with an empty glass,
Waiting for rain to fill it up...or maybe tears...??
Or a bit of smile to light up the dark faces in Africa...?

Have we, for God's sake got it all...or are we still toddlers waiting to run?
Are we the agents of fall or the demons of lust?
Answer me, I deserve one....
But I may wait for it forevermore,
And discover the mechanical clock running furiously to reach 12...
And my lung lose breath with the every cycle it makes.
As the twilight pours its wine to the empty glass of sky,
And the song fades into nothingness....