The exhausted Day
Collapsed into the Sunset
And fell right to sleep.

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

No one heard the knock
Of the unseen Visitor.
Death had come to call.

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

In the midst of rage
His mother’s voice haunted him.
“Is it worth it son?”

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

He told His daughter,
“Your soul is what matters most.
Guard it with your life.”

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

A million bottles
Will not take away the pain
Deep down in his soul.

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

The open window
Invited a Butterfly
To the Flower Vase.

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.