The question of the day
Or maybe of the century
As the desert dust sway
Creating a lifelong mystery
Perhaps you can see it on the right
A mysterious symphony of evil
Or maybe it is watching from the left
A splash of red introducing the devil
Crouching through the living
Amassing the calling of the weak
Slithering past the reckless dead
Amusing itself by those screaming
Reminding you to follow
The rules creating haste
Delicious suckling swallow
Creating living out of paste
What are these unseen bindings
Accepting the absurdity of lore
Are we any closer to finding
What are we looking for
About the Creator
Alex B
I am a lost soul that is trying to find its way, who knows where life will take me. My poems and stories are channeled through my spirit guides and fellow travelers, lost souls looking to find a way to communicate within.
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