HELL The promise of a new day Spent like a sun about to - TopicsExpress



          

HELL The promise of a new day Spent like a sun about to nova Drift back in time to my nebular nursery And watch specks of nothing turn into forces That shape worlds Make creatures That make creatures That feed on others introduce concepts Of time and space To sentient beings, Inject them with fear Fight or flight Takes on knew meanings chaos complexity the art of worms digging through the soil, the soul, a mere figment an intelligence that wanted more begat this existence craved sensation something only nature makes pure so after the eons of waste, destruction, disgrace humankind will come back to the moment when he is as a god create his children in his image and give him to nature, the surrogate beneth the heavens on worlds made only for the suns spinning out dreams in the heads of fallen beasts who thought to reach the distant stars by piecing together atoms and igniting deadly matter radiates no warmth through freezing voids and then there was light, oh and then there was time ‘the seventh day’ Means nothing When you’ve broken the speed of light Light sails on your ships Lightning powering the wings of angels Who would swallow all of the galaxies Just to find meaning That can be found Only within the soil That buries the soulless shell
Posted on: Wed, 31 Dec 2014 14:24:14 +0000

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