Category : Poems

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To try to live 
Others must die
To quench those tears
A sword am I 
To sharpen me 
The stone awaits 
Only two destinies 
Lay beyond the gates
One is swift and true 
The other tempts fates 
Only one is the future 
Each soul creates 

Join with me now and sing 
Of times when the Bells of celebration did ring 
Shame the clouds of deaths desire and instead dance upon the ashes of its fire 
The time of reckoning shall appear 
All shall be amazed at its great pause 
No warning has ever been so obvious or clear 
Yet all act as if the cat sharpening its claws is insincere…