Long since the wars have ended
Long since the wars are done
And here I sit my heart contented
My eyes upon the setting sun.

Its rays of beauty the sky so amber
as the twisted clouds do lazily roll
Unquestioned by the north winds slumber
Unblackened by the devil's soul.

Then shower your beauty that possesseth all grace
Give way to the thunder that hideth your face.
No time to lose, no time to borrow,
You're gone today, but back tomorrow.





I wrote this poem in a tower while I was guarding 
German PW's.   The place used to be a German 
concentration camp where mass murders were committed
at one time.   No doubt you'll read about such places 
in the papers.   You'll understand what I mean 
when I wrote "Unblackened by the devil's soul."   I hope 
you like it.




Joseph Vosbikian