Friday, 27 May 2016

The fiddler

Let the music play
Let the dance turn
Let the song unfold
Let the fiddler burn

He dances in the ashes
Of a city turned to dust
He mocks you and your wishes
To feel unbridled lust

It takes less than a moment
To make your wishes heard
Yet he will not cease playing
Nor do honour to your word

You want to stand unbroken
Before his vile onslaught
Shattered are your dreams
Your wishes ground to naught

The fiddler dances onwards
Trampling your soul
The cushion for his dainty feet
On the pathway to his goal

Do not fear the fiddler
Nor the song he plays
He augurs not your sunset
Nor the ending of your days

Let the music play
Let the dance turn
Let the song unfold
And the fiddler?

He will burn