Once and Future Thing

I wanted love without its pangs.

I wanted the world without guns.

On the black walls, an Iris I drew,

By passers mocked it by laughing

And we only stared at them

Motionless.

Roads, knotted and stretched across

And around the city

Going far and wide

And we stayed in the city in hopes

That we would turn its walls

Into fields

Yet instead we stayed and rotted

As the walls kept us entrapped

And the darkness faded our color

The train that left us at the station

Had no conductor

And so we stayed

And turned into ash

So one day a phoenix may rise.