“Light at the end of the tunnel”
Say, for sure, faith is inside the panel
And hope within a cylinder, cannot
Salve destruction— Time is a slut—
A chameleon threat, some desire to accomplish
For what reason— only the Id can dissect!
A tug-of-war, of emotions, and more of these—
These idiotic crabbing of the mental—
of the same ego (testicular) struggle, kill it please!
Across the life of lives, some victim burnt, lied by
Beliefs— some survive the “I” who forsakes the other.
Some hoped— fatally dying to vomit— pride’s gall.
Some see— “The light at the end of the tunnel”
Daffodil Decarie
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