Fuel to the fire's memory,
Pasts burned to the ground,
Thoughts lie in rubble,
All senses perished;
Demons slayed by
This visceral tongue
Ashes of there bones
Scatter over
The dust of Desolation;
Hope's guiding light
Fades into distance.
At the altar, Aspiration
Appears, to rekindle,
Gives his eulogy,
For those who
Haunt me.
"He who stands
Shall cast away ghosts
To the bottomless pit"
Here, at The cathedral of Salvation.
Submitted: July 26, 2015
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