All is lost
Hope abandoned in the pines
None dwell here
But angry ghosts
Cursed and crossed
Failed to read between the lines
Where written was fear,
With all its morbid hosts
Treasure spilled
And scattered upon the earth
Freely taken at whim
By anyone that might
Pleasure killed
Stripped of all its worth
Coffers open to skim
Reputation subject to slight
© 2019 Kevin Trent Boswell
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