Fallen
With sad and grey face
We walk along Abandinus
Holding each other’s hand
Listening to the river’s song
Repeating prophetic words
Brilliance that captures the eye
The morning light shows the way
Holding close to the heart
Lucifer’s pride that swells
Rising up from unknown parts
Morning’s child stretches his wings
Wiping sleep from newborn eyes
Pulling back the dark covers
Appropriates a wishful smile
Remembering the earth’s embrace
Past glories cold and shaded
Tiny flickers in a sea of light
No longer noticed by oath and blood
Forlorn fingers grasp the scepter
Masterful power gone astray
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