Low Moments

Low Moments

I curse these inverted eyes
Forever at the odds
With this world
Of the monstrous and mad

In low moments
I bid farewell
With a dreamer’s
Fervent and starving haste

In the trenches of man
I spill my resolve
My cause to prevail
Unbound
By continuous war

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Keeping the world immersed in stanza.