For Grey Was Not Ours To Be Poem by Chris G. Vaillancourt

When the fury of the being is over-done,
......................there will be the reply
...................... that was spoken but not heard.
Waves and waving aquatics walk
........................like debris from buildings
.......................lived in but not inhabited.
Convictions felt. Convictions proclaimed.
Victories and defeats, doors and windows,
............................opened senses openly
.......................................performing.

And in the late nocturnal opinion, when it
..........................is so dark the television
...........is the only flickering image
............................that defines.
That is when the intellect will perpetuate
........the message that it is
..............surely time to lie down
................and never arise again.
This is the culmination of private religions prayed at
..............................but not believed.

We really were like titans screaming our defiance,
......................assured of only our own black and white,
..................................for grey was not ours to be.