We escaped at last an end of horror
1 September 2018
They told us tales of how we would have gone
With our skins to hide and wailing bellies
With our knees quaking and courage foregone
A tale now foretold as our breaths would cease
The sun melted into the horizon
Traces of the cold to come submerged us
Jaded darkness overcame the prison
This was the end we would go without fuss
The eyes within the cypresses watched on
We walked uphill to places forgotten
The will now forsaken the soul forlorn
A semblance of human its core rotten
They gathered us in increasing darkness
The night was the tool of lasting terror
Free will brought all courage we could harness
We escaped at last an end of horror
Reading of the poem:
Ends of the Earth – Lord Huron
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