Earthbound
Splintered souls are rising
and falling down below
the reasons are not surprising
but the outcome is still a blow
watch out says the woodsmen
blasting out kindled ashes
mistaken are the poor men
blocked by their fiery flashes
cradled are the holy
no less to feel the shame
while the wicked cry out wholly
taking all the blame
failing to find the answers
that lie within the sovereign tale
bewitched by fevered lancers
who quickly heard the bell
to find the stifled sounds
of their departed lives and plans
foregoing spacious bounds
banging in tin cans
black-hole save them that drifted
down roads of darkened sands
who drink the cup they sifted
and flee to more suited lands
Copyright © Angela Crabtree | Year Posted 2021
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