nothenal deitre

Scythe - Poem by nothenal deitre

My job is to destroy your perception of reality.
I walk with the invisible.
I am a bringer of old life, new death.
To see me is an instant gone,
one that did not exist.
It is my way.

Watch the crumbling fortitude;
See, as if you were meant.
Fog has been lifted of late,
a silhouette doth appear.
Determined. Walk.
A way of ways that began,
Tumultuous grievances to be paid.
I am here for you.

Sigh no more. Turn.
See with your mind-rewind.
From the beginning now:
One, two, three.
Never ending rain-
pour down an’ fill he full.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 2, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 26, 2011

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