I hear voices from the past now crying
Drowning my senses with their last sighing
Alas, for all about me are dying !
CRISIS ( 2016 )
It seems the heart returns to childhoods past
Where all of our dreams were designed or cast
The innocence of those now bygone days
Got lost in the grip of our foolish ways,
And the times we dreamt have now disappeared
To leave us caught in the crisis we feared !
Claire V. Bogdanos 