There are few paths
joining our party
that has delivered us from hell
we are comforted and pampered
between us we have settled
and there is no course to our home
Our privileges we have sought
among the pot less ruins
making sense of life
which leads to nowhere
finding directions that are empty.
We are calmed by the storms
unable to swim by fright and flight
the endless paths have we loved
where we have gained to spend
the non-expendable and we are led
towards our trophies and fortune
delivering us from hell that we
must travel or seek not
where is the road to hell that
we dread, fear and hate it
leading nowhere and upon peace
we have invested in our cause.
- Author: Solomon (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 2nd, 2018 10:32
- Category: Fantasy
- Views: 8
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