Your Darkness Punishes But Does Not Win
Your Darkness Punishes But Does Not Win
Ravaging of Time- its sharp savage blades
Often minor cuts, blood spilled with no thought.
Hidden pains of lone, dark nights, midnight raids
From which no saving reprieve can be bought.
Clinging to that last old withering branch
With endurance built in bravest of souls.
Life holding out for its sad and last chance
Soon to embrace night, black as unburnt coals.
Death, thee hast come to do Time's last commands
With thy blades its servant, wicked with glee.
No power on earth, sends thee reprimands
As no power can drain Time's endless sea!
When innocent souls meet thy merciless blades
Mere mortals ponder, life's foolish escapades!
Robert J. Lindley, 2-06-2017
Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 11 11
Total # Syllables: 142
Total # Words: 107
Note: Time and Death, twins that work to bring darkness, defeated only by the saving Light of a Doorway, when opened.
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017
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