They will Wake to the sound Of shattering glass In the crux before dawn And will not have dreamt it How could they know what the night will hold? They've slept through that dark And they will again Nurturing dreams for the covetous While we could not sleep at all All of us Helpless Will have to Find in each other distraction and tempering Lest we now fail as they failed But I don't foresee that Because you've strength in you Carelessly misused And blindly, tragically misplaced And though your eyes drifted They have not lost sight of our fixture