The Ladder - Poem by Alexander Coppedge
Ones upwards climb in life, endure moments: times in aimless trying for you.
Shadow demons sent; unfriendly family to meet: you'll have in life to face.
From darkness its lowest depth; you must ascend out: you climb out of confusion.
Escape its puppet's lines; go beyond self: break free from womb of disgrace.
Darkness is your foe, unseen fact; not known holds fear: the realm of uncertainties.
You're under evil grasp; be obligated to do good in it: you must find truth.
Birth of the lie, confront it; know death: its sin formed from its false concept.
You're its witness, a victim of said fact; its resurrection: you're its reproof.
Confusion in rules, demons dynasty; you while in walk: endure its stress.
You in quest to be inspired, ready to fight wrong; with right: end the doubt.
Lost souls, demons delight, you; the avenger: you have to bring others out.
Ascend beyond drawn false perceptions of us; you out: its forgetfulness pit.
Go beyond our earth state, our elder did go; pass living set Satanic: life desire to kill.
Above life firmament mid-way high; your release: from the division of the deep cut.
Beyond, the cycling eve and morn; called by host Angel: Night and Day.
One step more to advance, you upwards; on the ladder: one layer of darkness lost.
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