The Wish of Sleep


Though it seems so bright,
A glimmer dancing just out of sight
Give no rest. Give no easy.
Breath hard, against the wish of sleep

Though young men rage
Though old men age
Few see apon what all men gaze
Breath hard, against the wish of sleep

Though the hours grow long
Though the hungry grow starved
Do not blind an eye, on dancing maids or laughing days
Breath hard, against the wish of sleep

Though heads grow heavy
And memories fade
Breath hard, against the wish of sleep

And though, dreams of summer lead to fall
At close of day, all men must sleep
Grieving of yesterdays, raging against what must be
And breathing hard, against the wish of sleep

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