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Post date: Aug 13, 2010 10:35:25 PM
That time of the year when harvest was generous
and rich trees bent half with fruits and music
vigorous youth decided to seek pleasure
Assiduously he pursued his quest
helped along the tortuous path by friends
Fervour and diligence
Together they wielded the torch and shield
To destroy their foes and protect the field
Youth's eyes witnessed countless slaughters
Aged springs and pubescent autumns
Killed by the cold blade of winter
their spectres lingered to haunt his dreams
His own dream stayed a mirage in the desert
occupying the ether surrounding him
but slipping away before his fist could close
He fought heroically for long decades
Defeating the hardships he faced
and then it happened
As happens so frequently to fairy tales in the making
that on one black day an enemy eluded hero's defences
A spear pierced his armour and its vitriol corroded his heart
In that one dark, colourless moment
he lost his prayer and his hope
that spear bled him dearly
For he lost more than blood he lost will
A depleted Youth resigned to fate
and yielded to the slave masters of society. .
The slavers brought him inside their fold with glee.
Surely they were overjoyed by youth's defeat.
"Yes!" said their black heart,
"Our footing as the shepherd stands strong,
No longer would a noble soul follow his heart and disobey our
rules"
They promised youth protection
Quickly chained him to the other sheep
And ensured that he was fed and mated
Such that sans its fill of depravity and hunger
The fire of passion would consume itself
And embers of ardour left in him would smother on their ashes
Their horrid designs worked beautifully
For youth now lived
But only as nightmares in his aged eyes
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