Destiny...

Descendant of eternity, seeker of truth,
The lies of the past ever present,
My devine right to walk this path,
Yet surrounded by fear and doubt,
My sword of surrender held high,
Todays pain a journey to overcome,
Is there a reason for this change?
Or is change my reason to exist?
The scythe of death shall judge us all,
Always alone yet for ever defended,
Where on my journey shall I meet death?
For what comes next could be peace eternal,
I am the only obstacle to my destiny...

Spread the love... The peace will follow...

poem by Cosmic Dreamer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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