When parting at sunset
Separate roads we go.
Lives never to be met
On any road we know.
Tallying under moon glow,
Totaling our final sum.
We gave less than we owe, but
All our earning’s done
When parting at sunset
Pulling shut the last gate
With the last look we get
At this time and this date
Our setting sun won’t wait
When it’s time we should die
Chiron’s boat shan’t be late
You shall go So shall I
When parting at sunset what will fading be like?
Do you feel? Do you fret?
Do you burst like a dike?
Or like a wheel-less bike
STAND
In one place turning pedals with all your might?
Is parting cold Or burning?
Let’s hope when daytime’s done
(Despite odds opposing the bet)
There are new roads to run
When goodbying at sunset
When parting,
Separate lives
On any road.
Tallying,
Totaling,
We gave less than all.
At sunset
Roads We go.
Never to be met
We know
Under moon glow.
Our final sum we owe,
But our earning’s done.
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