Song of a Mourning Race

The sun has now gone

Said the still morning

Though what’s done is done

And no use in mourning

They cannot stay emotion

The fleeting lives remaining

Once children of the ocean

Without sun they are waning

What in this world could parallel

The sweet knell of the snow falling

I must be calling to the very sky

Wondering why the world is turning

And a heart yearning to know more

Is sure to find it in the bitter end

But it never does seem to end

Winter sun, winter moon

Make me what you will

All that is, some day soon,

Fades fast and finds the kill

Winter moon cries at night

Its tears compose the snow

Once we all could see the light

Oh where did the kind sun go?

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