Secrets In Vaults

by Sam M. Phillips

The tiger pounces,

The king renounces

His crown,

Worn down

By the enemy within,

He cannot win.

.

Sin seeks solace,

Too deep to dismiss,

Punish his peers

But it never clears

The building guilt

From all the blood spilt.

.

Gilt throne,

No one can atone

For the destruction,

This symbolic situation

A sad elegy,

An angry allegory

For all the gory

Scenes of our dreams.

.

The man screams

And wakes,

Takes a deep breath,

Knows that death

Haunts him,

Taunts him

For his faults,

All the secrets in vaults

That he locked away

But won’t stay that way.

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Four years in the making…

Jammed packed with fun ideas, complex characters, and snappy sci fi stories…

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