Chapter 11 – Death March

Chapter 11 of “The Proven Life”

From the four cardinal directions
The march begins
You cannot escape fate
You will obey the calling

Cathedral rings the midnight hour
Souls rise from the earth’s core
Forming a militia bowing
Waiting for the march to commence

Those strolling the midnight scene
Wind rushing through their limbs
Peering over their shoulder
Is it upon us?

In the shrine upon their imagination
The hour glass sands from the Distant Shore
Proceed their journey from the top to the abyss
As they melted, the sand poured upon the streets

Creating a mound of glass
And twisted steel
A monument of success
A monument of failure

The truth guides through time
But along the way, greed, hate arise
Death to those straying from the truth
Death to those hating