Forgot to Say My Prayers, 2003

Forgot to say my prayers,
had no idea why not.
I’ve prayed for nothing all my life,
and look at what I’ve got.

In our minds we are together,
and respond on the phone.
But always, in all circumstances,
we live and die alone.

Martyrs crawl from out their holes,

and walk hand in hand into the dome.

With the God’s behind them throwing

flowers,

they die, hand in hand, alone.

 

Once in embrace, the lovers try in vain,

to fuse their loves and tragedy,

their joys and hopes and fears and tears,

unending melancholy.

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About Brandon K. Nobles

Brandon K. Nobles is an award-winning American author, poet, academic, artist, and Renaissance (faire) man, and aspiring over achiever Visit his official website @ www.brandonknobles.com and check out his upcoming epic-historical anthology The Flag Carrier's - Volume I - Heir to Ruin, co-written with Diana Yannetti. Keep up to date @ brandonknobles.com and a-bastards-inheritance.com - totally not someone pathetically trying to make themselves sound cool. Edited by @MacklinEditing

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