Whom

Shelter lieth dormant out of its beckoning call In ellusive tide through loop holes of its proverbial sway Follow me close throughout a variation in a dream Soar with me through peaks filled with lavish uncertainty Shelter me through a shadow vested shade filled with violence With whom we have to do.... In quaint visitation filled covenant their is vested mercy Nor a mere shadow to desperately cry out loud Fought back a single tear without any shoulder to cry Throught that in neglect of violence taken by force Shattered dreams left in desolate ports With whom we have to do... In planted then plummeted recourse Some our content to living with social demise torn mediocrity Others, ponder a specualtion or simply content in making history, Falling angelic forces negate creatures spotless bridal claim The appease of the tempter thwart in meager desolation With whom we have to do... Where as others reflect, yet haven't a single clue? A fresh scent of fallen dew billows in great peril a whisper The establishment is slaughtered for lack of reason or that in imagination With whom we have to do... In shadows parade in chasms vent sway A response to sadness with time reflection The notion of forgiveness, Take away the old warm the inner chill With whom we have to do Socialized wizards walking among us having vented tombstone for actual eyes!