Waves of Decay
Waves of decay,
I can nowise delay,
With my limbs shackled fast to the tree.
Nothing to say,
For my curse is dismay,
Though I would, I can never be free.
Woeful chagrin,
In a deafening din,
As the family rots by the root,
Seething within,
And so perilous thin,
I’m a demon of Eve’s bitter fruit.
Weary with pain,
And bereaved with disdain,
I am chained to the ball of my past,
Hopeful for gain,
But with bindings arcane,
I will sink till my breath stop at last.
Waves of demise,
With salt tears in my eyes,
I must watch as the monument fall,
Heaven’s sweet prize,
But a mouthful of lies,
For I’m damned in a destitute pall.
Perilous hate,
That I cannot placate,
Has a claim on my brain and my heart,
Sure as I wait,
Here at hell’s sorry gate,
I would have it, but cannot depart.
Waves of decay,
That descend through the day,
Bring antipathy, forceful and dire,
Christ’s precious ray,
Like a dream flown away,
As I burn in a chasm of fire.
ADL
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