Poet's Corner: Day and Night

You have snapped…

So you let your sunrays marry her

And you let her teach you how to err

In a world that spun around your heart,

In a world that she had never marred?

So you lacked the profane courtesy

And allowed a common currency

To destroy an eager canopy

And affray the ones like you and me?

So you let the mad one bury us

And triumphed as she would carry us

To the heights of guilt vicarious

Where none would be gregarious?

You have snapped, my dear Helios,

Your existence now is perilous.

Your ideas seem rebellious.

You have now become

An alias.