My Shadows
My shadows I'm glad to come back again
Your light and secrets no one sees
Here ready to write with uncramped pen
This forbidden place I speak of foresees

A nation no one wants to possess here
Not democracy if they can keep it
Secrets and truth or its by musketeer
Speak and they listen like man's deep spirit

I wandered home through lightless silent streets
The sunset and rising moon tonight meets
Molten rust of the red sky speaks...