Lost - Poem by Neville Wallace Clark

Lost in a world of fevers
Set in an ocean of minds,
Embraced are the planes
Of existence and time
Setting reality, displaying the theme.
We are to conquer,
We are to redeem,
When planets circle
And vultures resign,
Who are our enemies?
In this forgotten time.
Need to break this rhythm
And reset existence,
So we may have mine.