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In a swirling mist inside my mind

Five tombs containing comatose swans

labeled Kindness, Caring, Courage, Love and Joy

Sweet nectar of my soul

Five weathered tombstones lie side by side

Marking where my goodness, the swans, have gone to rest

Five ravens croak nearby

still very much alive

Their names are Contempt, Indifference, Cowardice, Hate and Sorrow

My poison, the ravens, running rampant

Counterparts to those goodly tombstones

Wreaking havoc upon those goodly tombstones

The ravens reign

One thing keeping the ravens back

A lone sparrowhawk called Hope battering the toxins back

keeping them at bay with a defiant scream

Trying to achieve a goal that can't be reached

Wanting to find love from within a sealed mist that cannot be cracked

the foolish creature wanting the ability to love when my loving swan has already been locked up in a tomb

I stumble through a mist

Unable to see what is around me

The mind's eye unfocused and unseeing

I sense a light, and I wish to reach it

Yet the light is high upon a mountain's peak to my right

Millions of miles away with my way blocked by a barrier of my own making a barrier I cannot budge

To my left a darkness pulses poison oozing

My feet readily moving

I will be there in a few steps

A bird of prey bars my way

To my right where the swans are, There is an unreachable paradise

To my left where the ravens are, An easily reached hell with just one obstacle

Both obstacles are born of my soul

I stand still at the crossroad

My seesaw of Good and Evil, Right and Wrong

Constantly tipping Left and Right

I have frozen all emotions

My personal time suspended

Waiting for someone I do not know

The reign of the ravens has begun 

The ravens may hold dominance 

But full control they do not, and will not have 

As long as the sparrowhawk lives
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