The Saints and Sinners

By Bruce Clifford

There are the saints
There are the winners
There are the trolls that keep me up at night
The souls of sinners
There are no winners

There are the saints
There are the winners
There are these dreams that haunt my heart at night
The lost beginners
The saints and sinners

Are we clear
Lost in fear
Dark as night
Empty plight
Day and night

There are the saints
There are the winners
There are the misguided who gather under the darkest skies
The souls of sinners
There are no winners

There are the saints
There are the winners
There are these dreams that haunt my heart at night
The lost beginners
The saints and sinners

©B8/22/2021 Bruce Clifford