They Say...


They say a nightmare never ends till wistful clouds relent.
We say that darkness fades to light when shameless souls repent.

They say a life can be snuffed out as easy as a flame.
We say a sin bereft of verve has no right to a name.

They seek to drag the spirit down and scar the purest minds.
We seek to shatter their resolve and sever paltry binds.

They claim our spirits to be trash and curse our soul to dust.
We claim their threats hold little venom as ideals succumb to rust.

They linger by our headstones, their lips moistened with delight.
We linger at the Mouth of Hell as demons scratch and bite.

Who will endure this debacle in which we all play a role?
Has he savored a cruel victory or just quashed his former soul?
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1 | Jul 9th 2020 13:16