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So long my Hope


Treachery- your glory

Anmd like lightening

A soul finds its grave.

 

The altar falls

And thus crumbles a pillar

A decade and six

Felled by a mighty hand

In four days1 Four d-a-y-s!!!

Its cruel work completed

A stranger pity- voided

 

Streams of salty waters

Trips of sorrow

Curses, blames unlimited

Pleas, prayers spurned

Satans unmovable executioner

 

Accursed day

The star- crossed No.13

The fools month, 1990

And a Good friday!

Where does your good abide

When youi encompass but pains?

 

A spring of mirth, graceful Spartan

No, not you!

Humble and humorous companion

Appollo's chariot- bearer

Comeliness, courage, wit and compassion,

Would you suffice

A holy offertory for a holy week?

 

In a castle far, far, far away

A dish for ants

Beyond my protective powre,

Would the power above

Your gentle soul console

In his mercy and ineffable love

 

Adieu love

Adieu uncle cornelius

Adieu mommy and daddy

So long my Hope

Farewell dear parents.

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