Fallen From A Fable Poem by Samuel Richard Leonard
Fallen From A Fable
Speaking to the sky
but these words aren't heard.
What happens when you die?
Their answer is absurd.
They're so condescending,
I can see why they're hated.
We're done pretending,
We're no longer elated.
You tell yourselves lies,
and hell we believed them.
Now I truly despise
those lies I believed in.
I know I'm damned,
I've made my peace.
I am not trapped,
by my beliefs.
-Samuel Richard Leonard
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11/4/2025 2:01:09 AM # 1.0.0
I know I'm damned, I've made my peace. I am not trapped, by my beliefs. Beautifully expressed. Thanks for sharing it.10.