thoughts
streaming from inside my head
I
see their shadows on the wall
from
those that have long since been dead
that's
what I saw in my crystal ball
everything
I tell you is true
listen
to the words that are said
watch
out for the woman in blue
that's
what I saw in my crystal ball
a
heightened anxious sensation
now
you're wondering what to do
start
each day with trepidation
that's
what I saw in my crystal ball
one
day I'm afraid you will submit
reboot
the start of creation
getting
dizzy no choice must sit
that's
what I saw in my crystal ball
I
saw the walls all painted red
and
Death”s coming to make a call
collect
the souls of the dead
that's
what I saw in my crystal ball
Copyright
© 2015 by Patrick B Vince
Kyrielle
Poem
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