What kind of false fantasy
Do you want me to believe?
What silver lining shall I watch
Kicked into the dust.
What wish upon a star
Happily ever after
Should I cry to sleep over tonight.
A politician’s promise;
A teenager’s wet dream;
Lovers kiss with fingers crossed.
It’s another false fantasy
Another rust coloured dawn.
© 2019 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.
Originally Published 23 March 2016