For Here We Die
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Rejoice, unknown of waking fall
Apart this longish bramble path
For lest we stand ‘bove lowered feel
And lone of echo’s loudest call
Of whisperings we shan’t conceal
Despised this threatened aftermath
Now formed of cost and promised wrath
If only but to heed the charge
These observations kept at large
Neath thundercloud and pouring rain
A prequel to the coming pain
Unkempt in true ballistic rage
Through iron bars and bolted cage
Lost memories we soon engage
In jest, we conquer phantom dreams
As rivers drown in roaring streams
With night a fantasy to spill
And mouths of babes we come to fill
For here we die in darkened form
When crying tears we’d soon forget
Submerged within the caustic storm
Alone with every found regret
12/30/19
Written for the: Strict rhyme and meter challenge Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Son Of Spock
Rhyme scheme: ABCACBBDDEEFFFGGHHIJIJ
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2019
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