Umble

He told me of the truth through a raspy mumble

The last breath and words of a dying man

Now through the dark I stumble

Running for my life through a foreboding land

My perception of reality has started to crumble 

As I now fully realize the  diabolical plan

In the distance I see the lightning then hear the rumble 

Making it to the dock if only I can

The steep bank is slippery as I take a tumble 

They’re right behind me , I turn to make my stand

The completeness of the betrayal leaves me completely humble 

I now lay buried for millennia under the beach’s sand
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