Iain Aplin

Times Strive' - Poem by Iain Aplin

To the dawn ahead lies demise
harsh but willingly alies the debut of the great sorceror
giving time is not of thee to decide for him but to take and hide
in recent conquer, as debate in life.
leaves our choice to earn but remain harmed and tame
for day to day we see the demise of the sorceror who conqoured
but still we strive to live life the same
oh wonder. why do we
why should we, follow as precise the remains
of the Conquered sorceror who died the same.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, July 10, 2006

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