Disputed
Disputed
Remain among the living
Feed glory to the wispy trails
Of fresh salted tears
Though not to exaltation
To put on a pedestal
Lift on high
The very virtue of kindness
That greys even the brightest of souls
Give up, trudge on
Either way is the forked road
Greeting fate’s traveler as all
As all indeed are cursed to sin
And lie we may
Among harlots to the world
According to God’s say
Selling ourselves short
Faulted kingdoms to heaven
Dictatorship to he who sits
With soft hands as in home
The same be of spirit
Of sane mind, by will
Yet wicked of functional force
Gales of extinction inevitably
Cleansing the retardation
of over spun growth
until most truly all may
Remain among the living
Copyright © Caroline Bailey | Year Posted 2005
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