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Hurricanes of flame rain

Down upon the unprotected

Earth; as it splits open

Hordes of locusts come flying

Through.

 

Four stallions of different shades

Shatter the night sky:

The day of reckoning

Has arrived.

 

From the deepest profundities

Of murky ocean water,

The shadow of a forgotten angel

Immerges.

 

A beautiful creature

Draped in sapphires, emeralds

And rubies. But wherever he

Would step, there would only

Be death.

 

Yet he

Is worshipped

By the masses.

 

Such majesty, such strength,

Such wisdom, and yet,

Such wanton destruction.

 

Jackals of Famine and War

Ravage the land

Under the command

Of this shadow’s hand.

 

Across the desert sand,

A dim light awakens.

In a tin shanty town

Of some unknown ghetto,

A child is born.

 

Torn apart from the heart,

The child comes

To show his children love

And the innocence

Of new life.

 

Yet the light in the darkness

Is ignored, as people stand in awe

Of the gem-encrusted shadow creature.

 

And armies fall.

And princes pay the price

For their life of vice

As their souls are corroded

And then consumed

By slithering shadows.

 

But as long as there

Is love, there will be

Redemption.

 

Hearts of wood throb

Together in unity

With the rhythm

Of nature.

 

And the catastrophe

Created from the sea

Is washed away

By the ebb and flow

Of time, its eternal sister.

 

 

 

Xradion,

The Horny Druid,

Scholar of the Ancient Arts,

Holder of the Eye of Odin.

 

"The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream."

-Wallace Stevens

 

"When at home, do as the Homans do." –Xradion

Posted

Well I'll tell ya, I find it incredibly difficult to tell stories in verse, and find myself preaching emotion and ideals often in their stead.

 

But you tell it, so well Xradion, I'm impressed.

 

 

 

~Hope you keep it up!~

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