The Story

How do they play
When what they see
Are mortals on decay?
No grounds, no tree
No springs nor lea—
Abandoned by humanity
Forsaken to eternity.
Change their story,
End terror, anger, fury.
For my child is yours
Their burdens are ours.

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The fourth of the seven poems for the series I dubbed  Nam Syriam et Mundum. Read the other poems herehere, and here

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