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Ambition
Seems ages ago, wish that naught was reached,
Still haunts my soul with all tenacity;
I know the Devil has my fences breached,
And might have crept into my sanity;
The call of pride keeps dinning in my ears,
As though trumpets of charging cavalries,
My move to action, deferred through the years,
Has youth and time wasted as penalties;
But unsung life lays bare upon Death's door,
As reckoning requires of feats achieved,
The annals of the simple and the poor,
Boast barely of page proud to be perceived;
......Mankind accords ambition acceptance,
......Although Hell was raised many an instance.
poem
by
Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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