Poem -

The Dangerous Army

The Dangerous Army

You found me in a cache of photographic memories
I saw you rifle through them with frenzied hands
I had faded among incandescent fantasies
Time had slipped by and into the sands

Endless oceans of yesterdays
Vast horizons of tomorrow
I floundered in seas of dreamscape
Drifting to isles of sorrow

I was captain before I met your eyes
I was master before I kissed your lips
You turned me into a silent shadow
Your silhouette was my eclipse

Life was just a game and your love was to blame
I laughed at the broken, the lost and found
Our love was a play, now I am not the same
I was back at sea, no longer aground

Endless oceans of stories
Countless stars, one dream
Endless echoes of sweet promises
Endless whispers meant to scream

We lit our candle that became a beacon
Giving light to the black seas of discord
Our love was a lighthouse to those lostΒ 
Our hearts were impervious to the sword

Now all I can see is a dangerous army
Vicious instigators of jealousy and doubt
Spreading lies and an oil-spill of hate
What is it about

What do we do? Fight them at sea?
Chase them on our old battlefield?
Lure them to places where we fought
Then the dangerous army will yield

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