Stunned One

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
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, away, away