Boggy
Jamarquise Huston​

Look, o’er the fog, 
Salvation is a slog, 
Soft, we shall, we will...
Scratch and claw 
With ironclad will, 
Till sill’s slag sings 
Its Siren Song. 
Friendship. 
Look, o’er the fog, 
Forgiveness is a slog, 
Soft, we shall, we will... 
Scratch and claw 
With ironclad will, 
Till sill’s slag sings 
Its Siren Song. 
Family. 
Look, o’er the fog, 
Forever is a slog,
Soft, we shall, we will... 
Scratch and claw 
With ironclad will,
Till sill’s slag sings 
Its Siren Song. 
Romance. 
The marsh rings 
With extreme 
Pangs of pain 
As it sings 
A wail that 
Rhymes. Yet hope springs 
Eternal. 
We will be fine,
We will be fine.

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