Who is it thus, that we try to be? <br />Is it real or not meant to be? <br />I ask you this, my friend <br />is it not for the Keeper of the Keys? <br /> <br />We see it all day by day <br />but yet we wonder who to convey <br />we ask many things from this ominous being <br />but who are we to bargain with the Keeper of the Keys? <br /> <br />With skeletons placed on the rings <br />used to unlock somethings and nothings <br />To open up the cosmos and bolt away the world <br />this virtue cannot be given to a mere mortal <br />It can only be held by the Keeper of the Keys <br /> <br />Swear on your life and sign in blood <br />and bind your soul to Greed <br />Your life, locked away forever <br />held by the Keeper of the Keys <br /> <br />As humans we assess those we don't know <br />but is it in our place to judge their lives? <br />Opinionated fools we are, we won't ever know their woes <br />withered and dead at the feet of the Keeper of the Keys <br /> <br />Who is it thus, that we try to be? <br />Is it real or not meant to be? <br />I ask you this, my friend <br />is it not for the Keeper of the Keys?<br /><br />Zayne Venilos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-keeper-of-the-keys/
