My Path

 

Zamic-

 

Broken system,

Conventions of the past,

A society that cannot last.

 

I yearn for fabled perfection,

It lies far away,

Fading in the fog of time.

 

I know no future,

I know no God,

I walk this road alone,

I walk this road as my guide,

No one can stray me from my path,

No one can take my pride.

 

The End

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