An excerpt from the soon-to-be released science fiction novel The Chronicles of Xannia: Time’s Tempest, written by M.J. Moores.
Poem by Merick
Blazing suns align with bitter winds
to tire petrified bones;
Trudging, trudging, trudging
the Evil word scars cracked skin
scraping away the man
no longer walking alone.
Deep restlessness grinds the soul
coarse as the sands of time;
Drifting, blowing, falling
as oblivion trudges on.