What Made Right From Wrong

What Made Right From Wrong
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Andrew Defrederico - 2021 Sept 26 14:03


When fall, shadows across the fields of lone
Wander does the horse without owner to show
For a fruit that came once from the tree
Believes that death is all but there to grieve

Whispers in my room from a battle of hours afore
Sink deep into my heart as the last of words conquered
This never as seeming to be once had friendship
From speech of thought to the pen as sit, I, touch lips

If wonder was to have, I, as the fruit that went
To a pyre of destruction not a relinquish of fear
Poor would be the end of this food that gave to me
Message sent for behad not tears in million years of the fee

Rode on the back of horse moving forward, drink from river
Come the shivers of a tomorrow's world in lacking do
What more can there be if left behind in the end of all
I wonder every second... What made right from wrong