Walk on walk on little boy,

Boy let you walk on,

On to beauty,

Beauty in lush green,

Green is gone now,

Now only dust,

Dust in the wastes of crumbling steps,

Steps of grain wash stone,

Stone of the Gods,

Gods of Kings,

Kings and shadows,

Shadows stalk through pale pillars of time,

Time was that many walked through these hallowed halls,

Halls of golden light now filled with a mill of torn paper and rusted steel,

Steal her away little boy,

Boy walk away from this keep,

Keep her safe from this hold,

Hold her close your quiet friend,

Friend in the quiet world,

World is now empty,

Empty save for her.

© 2014 Jared "I.J" Steinberg. All Rights Reserved.

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