The Unknown
Day
The living
fear the unknown day
Smudge
sticks keep the awaiting spirits at bay
A protecting
talisman dangles about the barren throat
Oars of
fear struggle with the might of eternity’s boat
Bridges in
the distance rise above the fog
Temporary
refuge from the illusory smog
Bell towers
heard resonating on the quarter hour
All your
might cannot undo supernatural power.
Thank you,
Joseph Pede
Joseph Pede
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