How we have fallen!

Posted: February 2, 2016 in Poetry

Through frosted glass i look back,
To the unadulterated joys of my innocent past;
Before sour whiskey graced my virgin tongue
The silent moments before the cursed knell rang.

Those were spring days with brighter blooms,
Days untainted by the egotistical dreams.
Before high ideals of fame obscured my vision;
Moments of contentment, when virtue was my mission.

Oh how we all fell, my friend, how we’ve fallen!!
Into this forlorn land, with nothing but thorns
Our flesh torn apart, by bitter pains unknown
What have we become, my dear?How did we get here?

David Phiri 2016

“Dust of dreams, dust of all that we never achieved. Dust of what we might have been and what we cannot help but be……Dust of dreams, is it not time to set you free?
————Steven Erikson ———


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