Misery
Make them go away,
Make them go away!
I can feel them gnaw,
Can you hear the Raven caw?
I can feel them pulling at my soul,
They are just below the grassy knoll.
Are they human or are they not?
witches and wizards are sought.
All the worlds that make up the spells
just add to these small tales.
Can you hear the babies cry?
To many people are trying to die.
Why is there so much misery?
Could there be to much wizardry?
Into the waste I wade,
Then I too will soon fade.
© Deborah Seale Miller 2007
Copyright © Deborah Seale | Year Posted 2023
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