Untitled Words Poem by spirit lahti

He who lies awake does not sleep,
He who takes gives plenty in return,
He who lives alone is full of love, and
He who paves the way for others leads the way for himself,
He who lives in fury therefore dies in pain,
And thy presence is a gift even if not to thy eye,
T’was between our feelings we were forever bound,
And to our people we are forever crowned.

Existence is significant, death is an adventure,
And he who dies shall live forever.
Life is irrelevant if not counseled by fate,
Tainted things of thy past live forever in thy future,
For what is death if not a creature?
Fear rests in thy conscious for it is all but awakened,
Breathing is pointless if your sins are overtaken,
And thy life is forever lost in perpetual sorrow of thy destiny.

And thus life goes on if that is what’s left.
He who sleeps, does not wake,
He who gives takes plenty in return,
He who loves is all alone, and
He who lets others pave his way follows like the rest,
He who dies in pain therefore lived in fury,
And thy presence is a gift even if not to thy eye,
T’was between our feelings we were forever bound,
And to our people we are forever crowned.