A piece of the past
Still lodged in memory
As deep as the lion's flake
A memory to keep; But taken too fast

A thought forever
Held in the prison mind
As dark as a dungeon cell
A memory to have; But gone forever

A fear of a cost
Taken to light of grief
Cast away the feeling hope
A memory destroyed; A memory lost

Sentiment is there
And taken for granted
Thrown away by greed and lust
A memory wasted; A memory's glare