Hallowed by the name
In shadows deep, where fate entwines,
A prisoner waits, as time unwinds.
With chains that bind and fears that loom,
He faces the dark, the specter of doom.
A voice calls from the depths of night,
“Fear not the end, for beyond lies light.”
In silence he prays, his heart beats slow,
For in this moment, the truth will show.
The gallows rise, a specter of dread,
Yet hope flickers bright, where angels tread.
With every breath, he confronts his fate,
A journey begins, though it’s never too late.
“Tell me my name,” he cries to the sky,
As the winds of life in the shadows sigh.
For in the face of death, he finds his flame,
In the depths of despair, he hallowed his name.
So let the winds carry his tale afar,
Of courage and strength, like a shining star.
For in the end, what we fear most,
Is the life we live, and the love we boast.
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