Cradle to Grave

 

Newborn soul of wind and sky

Angels tread softly upon this place

 

Eyes of elemental flame

Glowing passion, simmering grace

 

Feral child of natures plan

Innocence of this earthly place

 

Learning now the ways of man

His sins to be embraced

 

Realm of man exacts its toll

A life spent bereft of care

 

Cynics heart, unfeeling hands

Vacant eyes and deadened stare

 

Beliefs embraced, preached as truth

Corrupted chants of prayer

 

Spread the lies of immortality

The guff no souls to spare

 

Fire to embers, flames to ash

Life’s goals begin to fail

 

Within himself he lives and breathes

Good intentions he derails

 

Final breaths he draws in pain

Memories start to pale

 

A world now dims in retrospect

As he steps beyond the veil

 

Stoic

 

 

 

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