Western Son: The Boy Named Orakle - Paperback

by Trevor Fairbanks (Author)

I o f I V

Blood washes these eyes with violence and pain
because people like me will never forget the torments of youth
we must live through them again and again
and I see the road stretched out before my feet

How many times must I travel this path
before I finally discover where I am going?
how many times will I fire this weaponry
before I am finally free of the demons that torment me?

In the Lost Cities, abandoned by time,
I get down on my knees and pray to the Gods for mercy
they only laugh and say my name:
Orakle, Orakle, Orakle