Thoughts Turn West

March 13, 2012

As the sun falls away
Our thoughts turn west
To a derelict house
And an uninvited guest
To the empty hearth
And the cracked chimney breast
To the broken windows
And a heart repossessed.


How little I care for the homecoming
For the parade
How unwelcome are the welcomes
Of those who remained

Unworthy of this pageantry
The deeds we’ve done
Unsuited to the revelry
To the fun

The crowd, with voices raised,
In celebration, in song
Remind me no more of glory
Than a right recalls a wrong

So wave the banners if you must
Sound your triumph call;
I care little for the homecoming
Or for coming home at all