REALISATION
 
 
Sadly,
I come home once again
Drenched in my cold sweat
I realise my many mistakes
The fate of holding my plain decisions
How late the hour grew
How so few of us were left
 
The journey was long
And along the way,
We lost our ways
The plot lost direction
Plundering to oblivion
The adage ceased to be wise
And the victory cup,
It slipped from being mine
Like dry wine,
l only matured in the darkness
 
And time went by
Losing me in the horizon
The rainbow pot seemed too near
Yet Pity,
She looked down upon us,
And one by one,
We all fell down
Overcome by the fear of our own victory...