Conceived from the tears of a brief lover’s coral
Born to a world
Destined to inherit the fears & regrets That were never his
Living truths designed
To further tell the stories that consists Of lies & worries
To find himself alone
Despite, so many strategically Maneuvering In & out of his circle
A cruel game of chess being played by God’s
He will love, he will hate,
But alone he’ll March trying to find his place beneath the shadowed giants
Who enslave the dreams & freedoms
Of all souls that have denied them
Their great feasts of power & riches desired
With fate on his side he struggles on
Defying all odds
Destiny however, has wrote his name in death’s great book of lost souls
Knowing he’ll live, love, & die alone
R.K.H
10/15/2021
Blank Thoughts 