SONGS OF THE SOUL
Was it all of a task
That killed my spirit
From the wine the gods kept
Or was it ignorance
That killed the bee
That perched on a high flame
Have lived floods of time
Without the power of the gods
Surrendering my heart to the priest
Who had my peace to pieces
I'm action which bitters a lot,
I'm not captain Jack nor Scot
In my heart lives long my instinct
To murder hatred is all I sojourn
Every toil and dark, all day long
Soliloquy is the best song of the soul.
©AUTHOR KELLY JUUZ
(A SALIENT PROLIFIC AUTHOR...)
27/07/2018
22: 34PM
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