Proclamation

Too many years of walking roads
Trying to find solid ground’s hold

Scrubbing dirt from blistered hands
Fighting off crone in demonic lands

F***  you! I shout to the curses made
Underneath the bane where I still toil

No longer sure if a curist or exorcist
Can tame the ills within this struggle

No! Bring me that champion
Who’s also survived flames

Lo! Having heard him now
Let the heavens proclaim!

There’s only one thing to purify vision
That’s proven souls making a decision

To fuse purpose into one in the forge
Reclaiming by alchemy Love’s sword!