Of Memories and Hope

Such is the wild song
Sung to man so tame
but from birth to death
had a joyful day yet?
Where are those fortunes
in the tales of conquest
of toil and sweat
to gain a kingdom
that a man refused gold
and that curse upon him held
In poverty or vanity
is it a curse or a blessing
of sin yet chaste
now what is left
but the old dark sun
where each man is young.

 

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