I Was Never Told

I was never told To behold The tears Carrying all my fears To let them flow For the glow To pay the price For snatching the prize To let someone die On the mere roll of the die I was never told To behold The dance of the fairies Amongst fires in the prairies Of the sacrifice For the fool’s paradise I was never told To behold The danseuse death In her fight with fate The glory bequeath With the fory dead I was never told To prepare myself To fight herself To wrench my prize From someone her size I was never told To behold People’s fate In someone’s gait To let the decision Be forsaken of vision I was never told To behold The dance of the dead As if they had never bled Their waking up again Out of deign not disdain I was never told To behold The history being rewritten And the mysteries being smitten..