Kiss of Fate
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Gone are the splendours of simplicity
when youth and innocence did life portend;
now my days are filled by complexity
and sweet utopian dreaming at an end.
Thus I am not a man unversed in sin
nor a beguiled fool to splendorous love -
truly within I feel unforgiven
and each sober thought this reminds me of.
Soul-destroying are the long stolen years -
its conscious slow death, its visceral grief
that robs me of all my wonderful cares
and leaves me only to my unbelief.
An oath of freedom I remember now
but cold the kiss of fate upon my vow.
Written: October 1991
Copyright © Keith D Trestrail | Year Posted 2022
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