The Poetry of Sharzademar

[Sharzademar]

The World of Sixes. See if you can see the pattern.



I've never seen the world,
I've been confined in walls
of fate and misfortune.
The walls came crashing down
when curiosity
wished to see the outside.

Now the world is waiting
for the opportune time
to pounce upon my throat.
I am but a small fish
in a tank full of sharks.
Yet I've survived so far...

The world is a monster,
a dark pit, a black hole
It will swallow you whole,
And no one will know that
You ever existed.
Yet you know I'm right here.

To live you must be strong
or succumb to evil.
You must accept the world
and live for your beliefs,
or become the monster
and betray your own soul...

In the end, it's what we
pass on to our children
that lives on the world.
Life is so beautiful,
despite the evil that
corrupts the human race.

All we can do is live.
We must always be strong,
In the Worlds of Sixes.
Let not evil take you,
never lose sight of light,
In the World of Sixes.