All this pain you hold, scream my friend do not fake rid yourself of fear,
Never to be with me this journey I watched you praise today now.
Freedom on roads of the night special moments alone we are.
Gathering Celts across becomes of like these mountains, yes.
I lose you to life as I fall of the death of completion now.
Gathering tall ships for our love this day keep safe on this dream.
Globalisation keys to the death on this journey we warn now,
In chains system of the insecure can we not run from ourselves.
We conclude we conclude the ark is flooded our Hearts.
Can we see to believe do not deny your part we are paid no more,
We are at the round house the fire burns bright casting away demons.
Point to the end of man we have seen the forgotten blank stare now.
Do not beg forgiveness there is none I pray for you these lost days,
Do not talk in the language of God lost apparent witness of the days.
Politics of puppets there is no belief tears of self-loathing.
We walk these towns obeisance’s for these of truth can we ask.
The mind wonders I do not follow you we are of soil.
Reaction this night skies can you be complete.
© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented