LONGING FOR EDEN
Let it be soon!—the day when evening falls
And never a new day dawns! How sweet to slide
Down the steep hill into the abyss that calls
Our friends and loved ones to the Other Side.
Never again to wake up in the morning
And face another day and wonder what
New terrors lurk ahead at every turning,
Nor be the pawn in Someone Else’s plot.
Ah, peace at last!—long everlasting peace,
Either in dark oblivion’s lovely arms,
Or in Elysium where the summer breeze
Will fan our faces and a dream sun warms.