Fortitude
Madness has found it's circus again.
What? - Panic.
It is where fear holds hands with
weakness.
To watch how the world changes,
as though it has never had wings
And the enemy is full of nothingness
but it's shadow is cast across
the mind's of those without Faith.
To allow the Sun to shine down
revealing all the Beings who Sleep
Nature's keen sight -- no thing
hidden but all revealed.
Since the world has stopped
Since the music has stopped
Since the traffic has stopped
The world is alone / inside itself
that no one says it the Skies Scream
"orietur! orietur!"
the words come alive! Alive!
:: 03.15.2020 ::
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