For the majestic ones to have danced with the devil
And eaten at the table of the fates
Meeting the witness named Lady Beville
Being thrown squarely from the gates
Escaped into the etherical plains
Run through the tall grasses with glee
Felt the pangs of life's stains
Never once bending down to take a knee
Holding strong against the overwhelmers of night
Living only beneath the light of day
Never turning away from a fight
Being willing to face the debt and if lose, pay
To the ones who dined with Satin, in the depths of hell
Holding their selves together
Listening for the steeple bell
They survived life's rocky weather
They win
They road the lightning
They road it all the way in
For it was not frightening
About the Creator
Jason Morton
From fiction to reality there’s tons to share about this crazy life. From being a single father, an officer, and having had many insane adventures while I learned about the world, my imagination runs wild with ideas.
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