Will Falls

Will Falls


A horse stumbles
Falling on a castle full of empty efforts
Like a knight in shining yesteryear
Only magic is twenty-twenty

In a storm of high and fluffy words
The storyteller tells the tale
Like a dragon etched in painted skin
Where hieroglyphics still exist

Centuries passed will surely follow
Though listless time stands still
Understanding ever plummets
O'er the waterfall of will