- Vol. 04
- Chapter 12
Image by Leio McLaren
As the clear water strikes and recedes They let loose a channel of memories Bitter and sweet, the right mix in which life proceeds
I see a pristine soul maligned by devilish powers I hear an innocent plea silenced by fetish voices I sense the truth choking beneath the demonic towers
It pains to see flimsy excuses being raised Vicious egos being satisfied And fallacious facts being praised
This too will glide quick Though 'it' will never be the same With friends switching into foes in a flick
Such transitions we experience, Such transitions we live through With them giving me more resistance!