in the rubble of our hearts
we are surfeit,
barren edifices decry
past treasures; now forlorn-
forgotten.
those unwitting trojan horses
long usurpers of discord,
survey their kingdom whilst
a few survivors dream of spiritual renew
in this darkened unpredictable place.
Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 1:27 PM UTC
in the rubble of our hearts
we are surfeit,
barren edifices decry
past treasures; now forlorn-
forgotten.
those unwitting trojan horses
long usurpers of discord,
survey their kingdom whilst
a few survivors dream of spiritual renew
in this darkened unpredictable place.
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