I've seen
The newly indentured
Stand
Crying
Like forever
In this endless rain
When they realise their holy dreams have died
In pain
In reflective wet
Puddles
Seen hearts
Torn out of cold sides
And laid
By the wayside
As lost souls
Daily
Struggled
Seen Antediluvian Kings
Fall and kneel
Watched cities
Of the wailing
Plead to feel
All this I've seen
And so much more
But amongst these mists
A new seat
In one of our caves
Always awaits
Its number for the
Newbie
On that door
Is always eight
Covered in a million names
It could carry your name
Like mine
Into oblivion
But if you still feel the compulsion
To do
What's right
To walk the good walk
Who knows
We
The Mytakiia
Might never see you
On any given night
To stand like
Those lost
The wailing multitude
We call the Profane
Crying
Into
This endless rain
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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