December 2, 2008
By Alexandra Korba, Hurst, TX

Syllabic torment
Meant for bliss
And love personified
No, if there is
A single soul
To rule them all
Why must it spawn
So much strife
Karma, karma
Goes around
Comes back
For that man
In the abyss
Such dedication
Single-minded fury
To follow this
Being, soul
Yet soulless
To burn or not to
Burn in this Hell?
This cage, door
Open but chained
All the same
Holy, holy
Label a belief?
No, better to
Follow blindly
Follow into the abyss.

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