So, many Hatters

has cast their stones

but I'm not frightened 

of them anymore,


The cold pits of their lies

has come to them

with a big surprise,


when they no longer see

I hold no fear in my eyes

for the ones that has cast

their stones upon my soul,


Oh, darkness of true sadness

has pass me on by 

now what I see is the beauty

of sunrise ray of rejoicing,


because love is with me,

The window of my cold room

has been Broken in late June,


for all to see Love is with me 

Now all my Hatters who has

cast their stones just to see me bleed,

Now they cry out my name 

in their own pains of Darken Dreams.


Poetic Judy Emery © 1980


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