Behind the Shadows

by Khurram Asif

Behind the shadows lie the old

The ancient souls of lore untold

To you who seek the lake of gold

Beware the path you walk so bold

A trap, a door, a bridge to cross

The hope you wield, you’ll suffer its loss

A mount of glass, a throne of moss

The answer lies within the cross

So carry on, move forward O traveler

Reject this foolish dream before you go any further

For behind the shadows lies the dweller

Who’ll leave you a pile of bones to rot forever

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