The Patience of Death
A Bleak Poem of the End of All
By Mick HemmingPublished 6 years ago • 1 min read
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Time defies the world unknown,
A world defined by seeds unsown,
With vengeance heart and grieving soul,
Unbalanced life by dead men's toll,
Fortune falls but on the few,
Redeemed by saviour's faith renew,
Befall the darkness endless night,
Cower before the devil's might,
Folly for the fallen man,
Who fights for tyrant's bloodied hand,
War from peace and hate from love,
With hope to rise on high above,
When all surpass and left alone,
And nothing to be left unknown,
All has been and all has gone,
For now no mortal can belong,
The last will fall seem lost in time,
And at last the vengeance shall be mine.
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