QUESTION MARK

 

Is guilt a shadow

Born of fate

Or does it knock

At one lone gate


Is it the prospect

We should name

Or shadows

Hiding in the game


Diving through pages

Chasing the light

Through sleepless days

And endless night


Rising again

With heads held high

Bearing pass, credit,

Distinction nigh


The stage is set

The lights are bright

But not all voices

Reach the mic


Ten rises

From the crowded waterfront

With thousands stand

Outside the shore


In every end

In every shame

One thought survives

Who is to blame?

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