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Servitude

Posted in life, pagan, poetry with tags , , on January 23, 2009 by gothiclg

I look through my dark

Cloud at the happy world

That always seems to

go on without me.

 

I force my way through

The required death and

Think of my god and

When he might

Come for me.

 

I wonder how painless

My death will be and if

I’ll know I’m

Dieing before it

Ever comes to be.

 

I wonder if I’ll

Be picked for the

Servitude of life

Or again to the

Servitude of love.