By Joram Roukes, 2012

“Mourning” by Joram Roukes (2012)

Surrender to the whirlwind,

Surrender to the yearning.

Put it all together now,

Smile while it’s burning.

This is my smoke,

I will breathe it till I choke,

Remember all the ventures now,

See them as they float.

A prisoner becomes he,

Who knocks on a prison’s door.

Once you’re in, you can’t get out,

Intentions entice me to implore.

I will never kneel before commandments,

That I can easily disapprove.

Sacrifice all senseless sentiments,

Deterrence demands me to move.


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