True and Fair

Walk it off
Or walk the line
Those who ask for signs
May not believe
But what reprieve
Is left
For those bereft
Of the struggle thou intended
Upended and upside down
Is all that remains
After David
All that retains the title
After your own heart
For whom feels apart
Is destined
For a life of artless art
A life of shivering, shaking
Aching
And painstaking strife
Towards strife itself
And life itself is left
Strife-less
With less and less
And less of you
For the sake of true
And fair

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