Resistance Reborn
Shackles cast of steel Held by ball and chain Heaving with my shame A pretense of a shield Stench of failure, unclean Decay chanting its creed Encased, the coffin is sealed I claw and try to scream To demons I forcibly kneel Fraying and tearing at seams Body bitter and maimed “Spare yourself and yield” “No!” Shouts a soul pristine “Seductive despair must cease!” Prayer reserved for the priests It is now time for war not peace Eyes alight with embers unclaimed A maelstrom not to be entertained An engine driven on more than steam Furnace forever raging, fire unseen A determination akin to any machine A heart encased in ethereal gleam With burns befitting flaming dreams Forging a will, sharp, a blade of steel
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I am simply put a lost soul coming to terms with the sometimes harsh realties of life. Learing the complex intricacies of world we live by trying to understad both the beauty and brutishness of it all.
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