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The siege began, oh so long ago,
I was not wise, nor bold, nor old
And yet they came with demon speed
To snatch us from a simple soothing life
To hold before us flames that scorched our souls
Drove us deep into our darkened keep
Alone but for the memory of light
Pondering the choices, fight or flight.
Yet we, at least the ones I’ve seen,
Have shed the darkness of such knaves
To live amid the flowers and the sun
Rejoicing in a second life begun
Beneath the shattered walls of demon’s keep
Awakened from the slumber of the siege
Standing in defiance of fear’s liege.
Copyright ©
John Lawless
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