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New Year Retribution


The closed curtain,

Veil of the new age;

Falls upon the tolling

Bells –

And we stand in

Vain hope –

The blurred shadow

Of yesteryear

In our eyes still –

Still we stand,

The whole world

In static motion

Towards a pale hand

Which corrupts

In steady stance

All who enter

Into ill fated contract

With a firm grip

And empty words

With the night-reaper in the stands…