66. Traps

"If you read this, then you must
Remember me, prophet of dust.
For sure I shall remember you
Ancient angel; eyes so blue."

Long ago the traps were laid.
Long ago, dreams came to fade
And today, the world is back
And today, the future's dark.

This is the plane we live in,
Into the Tree of Life.
Spires spin, thoughts will win
The traps of soul, of death, of strife.

Traps of the soul
Traps of the mind
Of the body, pain and time

Traps of Heaven
Traps of Hell
Where everyone's got his story to tell.

"I fell into your trap…"