Northern Swamps

Dark green beauty is surrounding the placid water,
Whispering loudly to arouse the sleeping drowners.
They have to furrow their existence on the swampy floor,
While yearning to befoul the bright sky and maculate clear horizon.
Power of hidden wisdom is ubiquitous,
Therefore it will revive their rotten brains
And fuse their patient cerebral nerves.
They will be given a remuneration and reward,
To achieve something beyond their ordinary world,
Something beyond the grey sight of an unsightly corpse.

Author's Note

The Witcher inspired me, it says alot about me.

Reviews

[Chris]

Left me with thoughts of how looking into an uncovered mass grave situated in the wetlands - short years after its filling with unexpected victims of man's humanity and tolerance - once possibly neighbors - would feel behind my eyes. And I don't know which side of the water I would be looking from...