I'm meant to be seen!

Dealing once again with piety.

"I'm meant to be seen!"

Cries the vibrant soul in its piety
Hearing aloud the calling of distant screams
Shaded by the light of precedented ivory
Like brail moonlight to the palest of flesh
A blackening tragedy now procedes. . .

Life without the living
Much less
A'frightened Ghost without Destiny
Follows narrow travels unseen
Marked by its realized sobrieties
Wherein, moments along the length of dull journeys
It paused to reflect upon True beauty
And not the prevalence of vile duties
Enslaving oneself to fulfill the selfish void requirements
Set forth by an agenda that was never meant to be


Daniel J. Walker