Reprieve

By Kim Coe   

A world turned weary on its heels
A cynical dark heart reveals
At best a shrug that’s set in stone
At worst despair that never heals

A silent time to those outside
Inside a wall of sound abides
For history then should I be spared
Can stalking fate be so defied

To wish for else is a love betrayed
The meaning of this day portrayed
Salvation within trembling reach
Out of reach till dues are paid

Years ago was a phoenix burned
But never quite to ashes turned
Death and embers still in play
The gift of flight not yet earned

Finish this rite of death conceived
For surely the past is fully grieved
The world and I have mysteries that wait
And a life over death to be reprieved

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