The Lament
Glittering, glimmering and shimmering
Clusters of our flickering flame
Do grieve and weep for the withered
Dreams meant to be outlived-
Do dazzle the sights of million
Witnesses of toils in that fateful Summer
Afflicted with sighs and moans and groans and cries
Who now thrust their juniors into deceit and lies-
Do ignite the wrath of billion
Slaves of bestowed treasures and endowed gold
Blessed by the amorous curse of Plutus
That could even transform nemesis into god.
O young and beloved souls
Leaving all bliss and light in that deadly Night-
Do awake those willingly drowned in Styx
For those Hoarders and Wasters who betrayed too soon
Did once march alongside in heat and sweat
Vowing to right the wrong back in that fatal June.
Copyright © P. W. Lee | Year Posted 2018
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