Lament For the Lost Country

Lament For the Lost Country by Dandelion De La Rue

Lament for the lost country

Parallel universes, yours and mine
I can see it sometimes
over there
the frenzied madness
climbing to the sky
like steam, like smoke
I can see the
streaky tendrils rising
and I can hear the
Can I bring
my tranquility there?
I think
we would be trampled
in the mayhem,
ground into
polluted dirt
by fearful feet
running here and there
running to
more nothingness.