The Chant of the Doomed noviembre 17, 2007Posted by pegasussudaka in poetry.
The Chant of the Doomed
Flying up high, up in the sky
With the wind freezing my lonely heart
I open wide my wings to the infinite space
And I get far, faraway losing myself forever.
And so it happened I disappeared in uncertainty
Forgotten in the realm of despair
Going nowhere belonging to no place
Isolated in the infinite void of my hopeless soul
Not even the God of love could save me
Neither the warm light of wisdom
The darkness was too powerful
It absorbed me in its spiral of pain.
Doomed I was to suffer till I die
Oh terrible existence damned from the start
I’m paying debts of a thousand lives
It isn’t right to be a dead man.