by steve1223adelaide, South Australia
Nov 2013 326 Views 0 comments
The Lost Of Terra
This is the place where all come
Here and now they gather
Everything must come to an end
Life force slowly trickles out
Others flow like a river
Some depart so very young
Then others so long to linger
Only the gods answers have
For them it’s just a game
There they sit and wagers make
Employing their godly wiles
Roll the dice, rack them up
Remain in charge for down below
Everyone is a looser
Here and now they gather
Everything must come to an end
Life force slowly trickles out
Others flow like a river
Some depart so very young
Then others so long to linger
Only the gods answers have
For them it’s just a game
There they sit and wagers make
Employing their godly wiles
Roll the dice, rack them up
Remain in charge for down below
Everyone is a looser
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Posted: Nov 2013
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