Staring like a deer caught in the headlight,
You were taken from us, one of the few;
Run, run away from the hideous light.
Though sky's cried and the dark roared, you were right;
And now your eyes burn like the moon anew;
Staring like a deer caught in the headlight.
Hood up, hair down, your eyes gone from the sight,
Your fear must have shown in the vivid street hew;
Run, run away from the hideous light.
And you who lived life to its fullest height,
Ran down you number before it was due;
Staring like a deer caught in the headlight.
Dead men who see you there let there be light,
To show your mind in flight seeing the blue;
Run, run away from the hideous light.
And you my friend here no longer fly kites;
Look down on us and laugh at our pity pews;
Staring like a deer caught in the headlight.
Run, run away from the hideous light.
Ariel Morris
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/staring-like-a-deer-caught-in-the-headlight/
