The Edge Of Tomorrow

Hiding behind

each veil of deception

 a reckoning awaits

 

Looming above

the sea of destruction

a fugitive of fate

 

Grasping for breath

on the edge of tomorrow

the future air most thin

 

Plaguing the weak

adrift in their sorrow

— the DNA of sin

 

(The New Room: January, 2025)

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