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Friday, September 7, 2012

Stir the ashes

As castle walls went up and morals collapsed
Time stood still as stone
The shadows froze upon the fields of grass
While the sun laid waste in a tyrant’s dream…

The seas turned to mud
The mountains to sand
Desires stolen and sold at town square
While sins were forgiven for pennies…

Hope-starved and without love
Many gave in to emptiness
And stepped to the edge of the great wall
Without feathers…to death, they soared…

I watched in silent agony
As the moon slowly fell from the sky
My soul grew bitter and cold
Anguish filling my cup.

I prayed for the Great Spirit to listen
And return the child of inspiration.
The empty souls of mankind
Need a seed to nurture…

We need love to have hope…
We need hope to have faith…
We need faith to once again love…
Let the phoenix arise…

© Sept 2, 2012 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic

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