It Is A Season
Of Madness,
Of Swirling Controversies;
Contradictions.
The -ŗonly Way-
Fights
For All They Know
Not Wanting To Let Go
Beliefs Of Old-Â…-Â…-Â…-Â…
Their Handed Down
-ŗone Truth-
From Questions
Long Ago
Answered
By Old Warriors;
Ancient Mariners.

Stale Grounded Tradition,
A Suffocation Of Life,
Smothers
The Spark Of The Soul.
I -ŗmust- Fly.
I Must Explore My Unknowns,
Find Answers
To Questions
Of My Own,
Else Deny
The Spirit
Alive
In Me
And
Die.