The Loneliest Of All. Poem by Driss Ezzireg

Dying lies in the bed of life and
Brides exchange their whiteness for blood.
Living quivers in the bed of death and
Lilies leave the frozen carriage untold.
Cold are the promises of future raptures
Amongst erudite and ignorant shepherds.
Bold come deceptions after false revelations
By Prophets of past kingdoms and future heavens.
Lost is wisdom in the labyrinths of confused emotions
As wolves unite to create the realms of chaos.
Frost covers the heart of man while confounding
Fires remain and remind of the horrors of child man.
No more lies, no more sighs to lull the nights
Of credulous creatures; no more blood ties to bind
The loneliest of all, the truest to the most despicable blind.