Rise, tidal, Rise!
Cyclical inferno--
from whence you came
won't you return--
with half the luck
gone from thy bounty?
Rise, country, Rise!
Don't you escape
the madness--
From shining ducts
to endless chatter
won't you ascend this morbid ladder?
** land, **
We've nearly reached the sea--
from dire strait
to senseless bait
these tired men sail on.
Explain to me,
Oh Kindred Soul,
why haven't you shown brightly?
I want thy grace,
I crave thy love,
but for me ever sweetly.
Call out these horses
Tell dames they've peaked
for kind-men rivers flow nicely.
Spill out my fortune
Follow this strange thing
my brain, it seems,
holds invisible ink.
Aug 18, 2017
Aug 18, 2017 at 2:13 PM UTC
Rise, tidal, Rise!
Cyclical inferno--
from whence you came
won't you return--
with half the luck
gone from thy bounty?
Rise, country, Rise!
Don't you escape
the madness--
From shining ducts
to endless chatter
won't you ascend this morbid ladder?
** land, **
We've nearly reached the sea--
from dire strait
to senseless bait
these tired men sail on.
Explain to me,
Oh Kindred Soul,
why haven't you shown brightly?
I want thy grace,
I crave thy love,
but for me ever sweetly.
Call out these horses
Tell dames they've peaked
for kind-men rivers flow nicely.
Spill out my fortune
Follow this strange thing
my brain, it seems,
holds invisible ink.
