Entering the Millennium
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And I am sitting here
With the southern Californian Chardonnay
Dancing in the half-full glass
On the table in front of me
With the passionate waves
Of romance and politics
Storming my brain
And I am armed with
A broken pen
But the gun standing by the wall
Is loaded
We are all sitting in the same café
On chairs too far away
No motivation to stay
Not able to leave
Staring at the dance
Waiting for the first ray of sunshine
Guiding us where and how
To head from here
But the curtains
Are too thick
With no windows behind
On the Dark Age walls
© syavash shaghayegh
January 28, 2000
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