when I see all the gentlefolk
sat in a row
no expression no feeling
do they now show
and I wonder
if its because
they do really know
that the darkness is coming
to stroke that soft cheek
its time yes my beautiful
for you I do seek
because if you were aware
death was stood on your lawn
would you not
leave the building
or would you welcome him
with open arms
Alc Harris
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-coming/
