Deprevation

Blue-Grey Skies,
Dark.
the sun sets
but, did it ever rise?
A Wind Blows, a cold sharp wind
on a warm Fall day.
people are skurrying home
under blue-grey skies
In the distance, behind the Lady
The Sun Shines
a Bright new Day
for them.
For us,
for us here,
another sunset
another ending
the death of a day.
the Cold Winter wind blows
on a warm Fell night
in gotham.