Simpler dreams

Men with purpose
And their constricted lives
Men with time
And their wasted lives

Together they walk
To the luminescent star
Beneath they seek
To brighten their scar

Separate tales
of a mysterious cave
Sinister eyes
Of the older men brave

Holding on to
Their simpler dreams
They drift alone
In the crowded streams

To an end
That is very near
Twisted end
That is very dear