[Poem] Lost innocence

I died yesterday, a bit more,
as I again bartered my soul
to embrace luxury.
The dance of death
attains crescendo
to the beat of a thousand drums.
Hovering over my head,
the vultures of conscience lost,
waiting for me to fall next,
waiting for their pound of flesh.
My senses reverberate
to the sad melody of
a soulful requiem,
as I turn and look for a way,
a way to escape,
to run from my past.
Alas, there are none.
Perchance, it is too late.

Vijay © 26th July, 2005