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Dust

Walking alone on a dusty road
Breathing heavily, walking slow
Burdened by this heavy load
Hoping to avoid that crippling blow.

The wind now rises, a chilling scream
Permeates the air of this lonely aisle.
And dust begins to move, an unholy stream
Of nightmares, merging in a pile.

And he walks past that perilous way
Keeping his head high, doing what he must,
Believing that one day even He may
Forget about the plight of DUST.

The dust disappears, lost in the sands
Of time, only one shadow is still cast.
Nothing must be, nothing still stands
Nightmares of ages that now are long past.

Description
Dust

Walking alone on a dusty road
Breathing heavily, walking slow
Burdened by this heavy load
Hoping to avoid that crippling blow.

The wind now rises, a chilling scream
Permeates the air of this lonely aisle.
And dust begins to move, an unholy stream
Of nightmares, merging in a pile.

And he walks past that perilous way
Keeping his head high, doing what he must,
Believing that one day even He may
Forget about the plight of DUST.

The dust disappears, lost in the sands
Of time, only one shadow is still cast.
Nothing must be, nothing still stands
Nightmares of ages that now are long past.