The Garden of Sorrow

The Garden of Sorrow Somewhere within the garden of sorrow Where guilt is sown for every tomorrow And remorse is grown on flowers with feet Whom petals the seeds of his own deceit The forsaken farmer of trickery and toil Believes he’s the charmer of Satan’s soil So he harvests delusion and reaps denial To nourish the beast beneath his smile The culprit who flushes the flesh of his eyes Flowing life into seeds of little white lies Which bloom to the flowers of his fallacy The sorrows of things that never will be By: Jeremy Siedlecki