Monday, September 3, 2012

The Unwritten Parable

I see three symbols come to life
In front of my very eyes,
My kingdom
Make them what you will…

Emotional landscapes.

(All living beings need a home)

Sooner or later
No one will ever know

What good prevailed.

Who’s blood iconic.

Soon you will take me far away from here
And watch the iron door close

The unwritten parable

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