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A dark shadow
cast from behind the presence of me
It’s nothing more than a dreary past
of nothing more that I want to see

The birds flock around me
to fill a hunger they patiently wait
They come from the shadows
searching for food from my undevoured fate

The land looks so baron
a desolate place to live
The future looks so bright
what’s behind me, to nobody I would give

As I walk
the ground turns to dust
I keep moving ahead of the shadows
or I will fulfill the bird’s wildest lust

If the darkness should prevail
and my presence swallowed by the dark
I will leave my scriptures for all to see
it will be my final mark

If the winds of change
should cover what is written for all to see
Then memories of me
were just not meant to be

But the darkness will not prevail
I shall not be swept away
The birds will die of hunger
and I will live another day



Written: 15 January 2016
Copyright © 2016 E. Wayne Searles All Rights Reserved
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The Darkness Behind Me
Date: Friday, 15th January 2016 @ 05:58:08 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: waynster

A dark shadow
cast from behind the presence of me
It’s nothing more than a dreary past
of nothing more that I want to see

The birds flock around me
to fill a hunger they patiently wait
They come from the shadows
searching for food from my undevoured fate

The land looks so baron
a desolate place to live
The future looks so bright
what’s behind me, to nobody I would give

As I walk
the ground turns to dust
I keep moving ahead of the shadows
or I will fulfill the bird’s wildest lust

If the darkness should prevail
and my presence swallowed by the dark
I will leave my scriptures for all to see
it will be my final mark

If the winds of change
should cover what is written for all to see
Then memories of me
were just not meant to be

But the darkness will not prevail
I shall not be swept away
The birds will die of hunger
and I will live another day



Written: 15 January 2016
Copyright © 2016 E. Wayne Searles All Rights Reserved


This poem is Copyright © waynster


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