In Decay

I

For a fleeting moment almost gone
And a yearning for a sing along,
I swallowed fright
And acted right,
In my attempt to thwart the wrong.

II

After years of life, your nonchalance
Is half-hearted wisdom, lacking wants;
No sound, no fury,
Apprehension to hurry,
And reason to blame the oens who taunt.

III

In fear of words that you might say
Being listened to the wrong way,
Silence prevailed,
From clouds came hail,
And Ravens watched us in decay.