'Overthrown'

The borders I thought well patrolled;
were simply no match for you.
I had thought that I was lord,
sat brooding atop throne;
with power o’er all the realm,
the expanse of my mind.

I find myself down on one knee,
before my faithful sword;
swearing oaths to you before
my common sense or pride.

You ache within my temples,
You grace tightly closed eyes.
You walk amidst my vaunted dreams;
it’s too late for denial.

I’m at a loss to fathom this;
It seems there’s no way out.
As if the pressing con-cerns that
this campaign brings a-many,
were not themselves enough
to bury me in hopeless doubt;
I’ve now to find a way 
to circumvent
your tireless haunting.
I’m worried if I see you now,
i’ll be left with a rout.

'Overthrown'

Laszlo Totka

Sydney, Australia

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