Ember Side

A fireplace holds our common laws

Turning them against the air

They tussle amongst the ash and soot

Falling through to waste

The sparks that hold our attention close

Span a moment in our eyes

They ignite the forth and escaping brush

To end their scurrying ways

We watch as all our promise made

Is used as fodder for the force

The refuse had and what remains

Is useless to our course

We all become but nothing less than fortunes in a shell

We redefine our neutral selves to hapless ends of wealth

The laws we made are vigilant

But left without a cause

They turn themselves upon the stake

To draw the fire that we create

And as we see how it all relates

The coals will meet their fall.

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