A poet once admonished
The man he loved so well
Poised on the brink of Heaven
Or the Gates of Hell
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If ever you should wander
Onto my mountain top,
You'd be most warmly welcomed
If desiring to stop.
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Water, green as his eyes.
Memories float,
Near and far,
Like clouds in the island skies.
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Seems to be the question
Being asked most everywhere.
Misery beyond belief,
Begging daily for relief.
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And he once loved me.
Together forever
I thought we would be.
But Fate came between,
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A promise made, then broken
Like a vase, when it hurts the floor.
Lying injured, unable to muster
The courage to try anymore.
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Where be the dreams
I had in my youth?
Those pale knighted legends
Defending the Truth,
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I misspent my youth
Searching for Truth,
But found that
There's no final answer.
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Genocide is happening
Newspapers read.
Nobody heeds them
'Cause the world turns it's head.
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