Going home is never hard
Its the road that walks away
From all the hope of what you thought
You were until this day
Roaming is unusual
Strange and filled with strife
Thats why its called
Agoge
Not the Piper o so pied
Half measure be a curse
For each color counter each
Be it purple of the regal
Or the brown of coffer breached
Yet life is of the now
In the mirror see it so
Walk away now you young man
You have such seeds to sow
Alone so be us stronger
Be strong in face of this
Or fault if you so disregard
Of Eden and it's bliss.
Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 10:42 PM UTC
Going home is never hard
Its the road that walks away
From all the hope of what you thought
You were until this day
Roaming is unusual
Strange and filled with strife
Thats why its called
Agoge
Not the Piper o so pied
Half measure be a curse
For each color counter each
Be it purple of the regal
Or the brown of coffer breached
Yet life is of the now
In the mirror see it so
Walk away now you young man
You have such seeds to sow
Alone so be us stronger
Be strong in face of this
Or fault if you so disregard
Of Eden and it's bliss.
I wrote this to me.