Unbalanced Pieces

The sky is red, clouds are grey and copper Moon

One day I'll tell you

The threats are veiled, snowblind at first

Unfurl the sails

For heavens blue or dark uncertain waters

Gone, now carry on through violent seasons

I call you mother, mother, mother, in vain

Absent chain

The twilights bleeding

And the playing board has two unbalanced pieces

No word is said, castle grey and Sunday soon

One day I'll kill you

The raining sheets batter the ground

Unroll the streets

And walk along on high uncertain wires

Gone, now carry on through seasick seasons

I'm crawling mother, mother, mother, in vain

Absent frame

The twilights kneeling

And the chessboard still has two unbalanced pieces