
By Emmanuel Williams
September 11, 2026
Tis a terrible fate
To be pushed around
Stuck down on your face
Or perish flying down
Tis terrible really
Life without ambition
The leaves never grow on such trees
Or on men that run from their mission-
Pathology leading to death
Illness, the mind unwell
Shock from frostbite, horrible breath
Or when others can’t read my scribble
Loss of limb, arrested or drunken
‘Most terrible fate lives unspoken
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