The Same Coin
By CMad Poet
I wish for you to be happy.
My sweet child for this world to be kind.
Hidden joys spun truths from secret spirits to find.
A golden coin.
A saint’s face backed where evil may shine.
Gamble with the ghost a chance to grant me riches and wine.
My eyes sparkle as the sphere flips opposition to life combine.
A simple truth hidden as wealth from poverty’s love to shine.
I toss luck for fates to guide.
Let me dream of a world unrefined.
Where tokens cherished are no longer gathered our symbols of crime.
The face of a glorious love reflects gold in my eyes.
An affliction to hate everything that I despise.
The coin flips my future surmised.
Then release deaths grip on the line.
Justice from evil can never be mine.
Surrender to what I may never find.
An experience of horrors I’ve suffered confined.
Where bliss whispers a lifetime of troubles to unwind.
A golden tail shines a lust-bound hate from the sky.
In love, is a guidance to no more prolonged compromise.
Fall away nightmare to my past.
This forgiveness is to free my mind.
A selfish act of kindness created good soil for jealousy to bind.
One reflects another in a world where two must be refined.
There is no love in peace; without hate in war, the coin has chimed.
A fate reserved for Angles made Human, while Demons play with time.
