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Strange & Eternal
by Michael Romani

Strange and eternal
We walk into the infernal
Nightmare of crimson skies
Mist rising before our eyes

Walking alone down a dirt road
Remembering lessons learned and things told
Father said life required cruelty
I always found that a blasphemy

Haunted deep beneath my eyes
Like the new dawn painted with red skies
Life is often naked in its solitude
Its abrasively shattered in its rectitude

Ancient rituals of Abraxas come to light
There in the ethereal darkness of night
All the tales we choose to believe
The tiny lies by which we deceive

Ourselves and all these held as other
We mockingly call them sister and brother
In all the stories we had read
The one we live brings the most dread

All the secrets that we ignore
Pretending death isn't knocking on the door
We play our panpipe echoes in this night
Hoping to somehow make things right

Listening in on our souls' silence
As each heartbeat breathes its violence
This is the thought of what we deserve
As we cater to the demons that we serve

(c)  January 7, 2019  Michael Romani
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