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Survival
My soul longs for the silence

And it strives with resilence

To attain a virtuous patience

That could be its final license



The dark is slowly conquering

And the bells of doom is ringing

The shadow of agony is abiding

And my soul is fainting



I hoped for a savior

But I live like a survivor

Staggering in shame before my tormentor

Like one drunk with liquor



Eternity awaits my arrival

Life and death, rivals

I wish to make a retrieval

Of my lost hope of survival



© Elendu Victor