Guardians by L. M. Mercer


By: L. M. Mercer

Outside our window the city sleeps,

Within these walls, we play for keeps.

The never-ending struggle of life and death,

Striving to prevent the taking of a last breath.

Sometimes, no matter what you've been taught,

The effort proves to be all for naught.

Their breathing slows, the heart beats cease,

The life that was, fades away in peace.

About the Author

Even though she has been writing for some time, L. M. Mercer has never had her work viewed by the public at large. She had mainly used writing as a release for her stressful existence (never intending for others to read her poems), but was badgered into submitting some pieces by friend and coworker, Kevin Magnus, who told her to 'Stop wasting your talent'. While never admitting to him that she is very grateful for his badgering, she will henceforth share with us her talent, both lyrical and oft times somber, now that she is our newest contributor to the "World of Myth".

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