How Will They Manage The Clouds, I Dreamed

how will they manage the clouds, I dreamed:
when they dissolve in tears.
how will  they fetch their gold from the moon

they banished years and years.
knights fall away from the path of truth;
leaving behind a world of rue.

damsels bury them with no proof
that Love was under the starry roof.
and orphans wail at the vanishing hoof

of the horse sent to save them,
the milk white steed
while kings go on

from greed to greed

but God is God
and need is need
and there is accounting in Heaven.

mary angela douglas 30 october 2018