Now here comes the siren call
Luring you to better days
Of toil and play
The illusionary song to make you fall
In slumber and lazy ways
To stagnant stay
A melody trapping you behind the wall
Of an unending phase
In a gray dripping day
The heralding hymn of deadly pall
Swaying you in amaze
Till in death you lay
Arrived is temptation’s siren call
Heating you up in a blaze
Beneath the depths where above the foams spray
Yes here is the siren call
That brought you to better days
Of thrice times toil and meager play
by Wesley Jade, 23, South Africa
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