by David Burn
Between tears
Room for unbridled fears
A change of gears
Open ears
Seeing with mirrors
Doubt reappears
The unruly crowd leers
There are facetious cheers
A cascading veil of years
A quiver of spears
Between tears
News smears and confusion interferes
Alienation among peers
Rumors that no one and everyone hears
Still, we dream of deers
We reach frontiers
We are brazen cavaliers
We enter far out spheres
The rent is no longer in arrears
Time for starry premiers
More promises from pamphleteers
More conversions from profiteers
New bridges from engineers
Let’s head to the Berkshires
There will be souvenirs
There will be mutineers
Between tears
Love adheres