In the pit of wisdom's cove,
Happened to me ~
Carnal wages left unpaid,
Power seeks to empty strength,
Seek ye faith, never waiver ~
Journey long ~ intense ~ can't breathe,
© 1998, Ms. Carol Dierking
"Crimson Roses"
Marking beast on tethered soul.
Lies encircle ~ peace evades,
Seeking glory ~ endless rage.
Cried alone ~
Opened to see ~
Crowded throne ~
Laws enforced ~ Be Afraid.
Crimson roses, unveiled too soon,
Rise to greet the next full moon.
Forever bound, for timeless length.
To drain the life from history,
Dredge onward ~ embrace the mystery.
Stones thrown in haste mortally wound.
For every breath we draw and saver,
A dying rose is left unbloomed.
Sharpened tongue, banished sheathe.
Fallen whispers, visions distorted,
Prey not, thy wisdom go ~ unreported.
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