Stunned One
Eric Donald Johnson
You’re a stunned one
Squinting into the morning sun
And hoping that it doesn’t
Burn your eyes away
You’re from the old guard
But praying to a new god
Hoping for a thunderbolt to take
The pain away
Cast off cut loose
Floundering maybe I could
Stop your wondering
You’re tired and you’re looking for a savior
Or maybe just a patron of the arts
You're a young gun aiming for a setting sun
And hoping that it doesn’t go
And cut your heart apart
Unanswering unhappening
Undelivering
Maybe I could stop your
Shivering
You’re a stunned one
Squinting into the morning sun
And hoping that it doesn’t
Burn your eyes away