Sunday, January 28, 2007

And freedom for the world

T'was once a molten mass,
The goodness trapped inside.
Fires of hell and brimstone outside,
Serene love, trapped inside.

T'was time for the colours trapped,
To be unravelled to the universe, in full blossom and glory.
Big Bang! And the fire of hatred imploded to the depths.
And the spring of life, out on the surface, for the stars to shine upon and the rest to behold.

Countless revolutions, rotations and explosions,
The springs are turning to fire, waters of life to poisons of contempt.
The comtemp on the surface, eclipsing the lava within.

A breeze untouched, by the demoniac tornadoes,
Asks the Lord, will you be a spectator to this?
To the self-destruction of morality and life?

Doubt not my inaction, I am the wisest of the wise.
Let them be merry, in revelry and avarice.
They are not grateful, those who call themselves humans.

They shall castigate my name,
Trade it with the devil.
Let them believe, as they do;
Enjoy their moments of treachery, before the moment of annihilation.

Annihilation it shall be,
The cycle shall repeat,
To dust life shall turn once more,
Redemption for the souls,
And freedom for the world.

1 comment:

The Neverknown said...

If ashes must end in ashes
And dust be ground to dust,
If an eye must demand another eye
Then why care who started first?

Why tread the path of redemption
With steps of revenge and violence
Why stoop down to match their cries of anger
If you can drown them in your stony silence