Prometheus 6

Images upon my screen
dance in pink and tangerine
I often wonder what they mean
(they leave no message to be seen)
and now the swing in gold and green!

Noises spinning through my head
black and yellow, tinged with red
tried for peace and got instead
swill for water, dust for bread
I?m leaving all my hopes for dead

Night dreams spinning through my mind
sleep is quiet, sleep is kind
but even in my dreams i find
I still repeat the same old grind
even here, I'm left behind

Dancing through the day-to-day
I can't believe the price I pay
it seems to me I have no say
don't even have the faith to pray

But I keep trying, anyway

_{Damn. . .}