DARK FALL
Regurgitating the vehemence of earth’s deathly torture
Expunging the ooze known as life
Lie still as the minions take pride in their virtue
Brought on by man’s venomous knife
Pose not a thought of your virtuous deity
Once given to make one’s own choice
T’was lost in the arrogance of man’s own infinity
No longer in this has he voice
Shrewd, though it seems the trumpet did sound
Though only deaf ears did it fall
As agony reaped through all that abound
On the last days of winter through fall
Oh pray if you will after all that’s been sigh
Now another’s to walk upon earth
Cry into the wind as no ears hear you cry
Fallen angels will fill to their girth
Reflect to the time of your youth told to pray
To the Father who gave His for you
Now late, late, late it is now in your day
Your life never no never anew
Kevin Parish 
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