You can rest now,
Sooner than you think.
For your legs are tired
Mind is mired
By past events.
It has not all gone your way
Nor has it gone too far astray
You may walk that corridor
Past haunted portraits
Hung skewed upon the wall.
Each one faded,
Canvas scratched
By the history of memories attached.
It took years to build these walls
From the remnant of a childhoods fall
The first and last line of defence
To halt invasions and consequence.
You can rest now,
Sooner than you thought
You fought the battle,
You lost the war.
Jun 5, 2023
Jun 5, 2023 at 10:41 AM UTC
You can rest now,
Sooner than you think.
For your legs are tired
Mind is mired
By past events.
It has not all gone your way
Nor has it gone too far astray
You may walk that corridor
Past haunted portraits
Hung skewed upon the wall.
Each one faded,
Canvas scratched
By the history of memories attached.
It took years to build these walls
From the remnant of a childhoods fall
The first and last line of defence
To halt invasions and consequence.
You can rest now,
Sooner than you thought
You fought the battle,
You lost the war.
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