Neon lights and ebon string, <br />Rock and roll makes the devil sing, <br />Somewhere close an angel cries, <br />A faulty heart, a feighned good bye. <br /> <br />Mother will you hold me tight? <br />Keep me safe from the savage night? <br />And if my feet should faulter so, <br />There is but one place I will go. <br /> <br />She stands alone in a mighty cloud, <br />One that acts as a holy shroud, <br />We can not know her lofty hopes, <br />Her hands are cast in mighty strokes. <br /> <br />Oh that I were one that knew, <br />The beauty of a winter's view, <br />Because my father is but brown, <br />My lady now wears a pretty crown. <br /> <br />So here I lie and here I wait, <br />Resigned to my own little fate, <br />Waiting for the rain to pass by, <br />So that we once more may fly.<br /><br />Mathew Lewis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-cape-town-winter/
