He Stopped to Turn the Page

He Stopped to Turn the Page

Seven seconds from suicide

Five minutes from infinity

As the darkness swells

You keep your body next to me

From a cold moon I watch the sun

And live from day to day

All the stars come out tonight

As the earth is washed away

A scientist is hard at work

And the children out to play

God is planting stars

While my hair is turning grey

I saw a poet in the park

He stopped to turn the page

Laughing at the soldiers marching

In the death parade

Seven seconds from suicide

He stopped to turn the page

© 9/18/1997, William Grant Preston

Grant's Rants - Poetry