Just know
I found no
Better place left to go
Where I wander eternally
Restless in woe
Is an arid expanse
Where I reap what I sow
And what grows there
Can never quite seem to appease
The fell hunger
Just miles of salted-earth seas
And the breeze is a fiery
Whirlwind of plague
And about me outstretched
Filthy hands as they beg
Seem to stay my own conscience
From dealings with just
And as fairness and equity
Wither to dust
I look forward to dusk
And tread on to the dawn
Of long gone dreams of lush
Verdant pastures and meadows
And forests enchanted
By paradise shadows
For there lying fallow
Beside a soft stream
Is my long-deceased faith
In this nightmarish dream