Two Ravens 048

they drink the wine of sorrows
they see the old men frown
they watch all their tomorrows
through the darkling drains pour down

and nothing haunts their dreaming
and nothing gives them hope
and nothing stops the streaming
of their futures down the slope

then one of them awakens
below the gallows tree
the shadow of two ravens
is the light that lets him see

and though the walker's blinded
his eye is dark and grim
he stands now just reminded
of the future due to him