POEM
Swirling memories circle my head,
Death n Life dwells in my realm,
As inside my eyes lies pain for the cross I bear is real,
Sets me aflame with fire ready 2 burn ,
burn enemies, foes,
with blows from head to toe,
Alas I stay closed,
No closer @ holding my grail,
Tales & sweet scent of this world,
Continue lure me,
As i fight against this daily.
This poem is about:
Our world