In Due Time
Art and Poem By Wesley Vara

I remember when we use to paint the paradise we saw
You were the inspiration to continue to draw
I tried to protect you from their flaws
In doing so, I was torn by their claws
Every minute behind bars
Held by Totalitarian guards
My reflection reveled scars
Filled full of poison darts
Able to protect my hart
So our love ascends to the stars
In this life
My hart was left in shards
Indeed, from hardship
Comes ease
In the next life
We live for eternity
In the abundance of perpetual serenity
Over their galaxies

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