Of The Damned

The wind of change will pass today -
And many a soul will shake a brief chill.
They will hold onto thoughts warmer inclines,
But that will pass too –
Leave nothing but will.

Nothing but doubts in the minds of the damned.
Doubts that will grow and will die in a whim.
For nothing can shake the foundations of faith,
When faith is deception the best cannot see.

To question the walls in which one abides,
How many will notice as all falls away?
Is this the creation? A Spirits demise?
Or is this the acceptance of once more; today?

Oh Mothers & Brothers and of all those now slain,
Of those who have lost, of those who felt pain,
To look at the grimace of chill in the air –
At the passing of change,
On the faces who care…

Written By Shane Ferguson
On The 2nd November 2009