everyday starts the same

the bad mantra begins

the mantra of death

then something changes

there is hope


but slowly as night comes

and day fades

the doubt comes

and the song comes

the song is of the night and the sweet taste of that nectar

that brings death once again

only for the resurrection

to start all over again

                                            ~ Marc Carver

                                              Basingstoke, UK

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