Sampson Alone

Time is my Delilah
Madness, the Philistine of my
mind, has
scooped out mine eyes.

Here I stand, tied to the world,
my temple.
To my Lord I cry no more.

Memories of love flourish
in my inner sight; the brain's own
cinema. Those reflections
shall provide the strength to
topple the pillars of
this world...

But not just yet.
Not just yet.