There’s a fire raging in my heart
I feel impotent against
the world’s predicament
All the gods of man over the years
his religions, his creeds, his many customs
his bards, his scribes, his saints, his prophets
couldn’t save the world
from evil minds, a few twisted souls.
A wound that doesn’t get healed
A thirst that couldn’t get quenched
A desire that couldn’t get fulfilled
A goal that couldn’t be reached,
A life that couldn’t be lived
A death that just wouldn’t die.
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