the chancellor
His back is broken and raw
His knuckles swollen and torn
His eyes fixed and cloudy
His breathing slow and steady
He is tired and drained
He is troubled and distracted
He is lethargic and still
He is a component of humanity
He is a portion of peace
He is a member of infinity
He is an element of God
posted by Scarlet Sphinx at 9:17 PM
1 Comments:
Good ones, good poetry indeed. I'd like to talk to you directly. Contact me (e-mail at my profile)
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