Last Refuge

 

Last Refuge

It is all
predator &
prey

From the
dark ages

To the
present big
wheel

Humanity finds
its own
refuge

In Temples, Church
and Masjids

There are
the odd
ones

Who bathe
them in
the blood
of unknown

There is
an odd
old man

In his
own tune

Walkin away
from the
festival

To a
unknown place

And a
unknown destiny

Takin with
him what
is left

Of the
little sweets

Of the
innocent boy
in you

Caution: This might be all theory

 

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