Cont. God

by Ed   May 18, 2005


Now living the life of a mute he Crys,
For a new hope, or find anew.
Almost giving in, he questions his fate.
to the dogmatic source that chokes him.
The hold of suffering releases, as new light.
Emerges the new beginning of a new era.
For the man who stood against tyranny,
His fate is sealed and repressed.
He will be forgotten and forged
to the commoner among fools, blessed in ignorance.

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