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Gone, Gone
A fog descends, spreading like disease
And heartache.
Filling all with fears,
Your screaming is a smiling show—
A laughing mockery
Of all it is to be man
The shining, shimmering waves of crystalline cool…
A rippling wind sweeps across the placid surface,
Distorting life again.
Where are we now? Does anyone know?
Does anyone care?
Tossed about a million different ways,
Scrambling for a foothold
Against the onslaught of evil thoughts.
I stem the tide—force away the fog.
Everywhere I turn, I face an even greater loss
Which is next to go? My mind?
My heart?
To face the great green towers of life—
Giants by right—undefeatable demons.
God’s face is but a twisted dream of metal spires.
Hollow words fill me,
Spoken through rotted teeth and a forked tongue.
Into every crevice, it spreads.
No way out of the deafening silence.
We’re drowning in it.
A cool breeze ruffles leaves,
Forgetting—continuing
We are no more—faded glory calls
We’re waiting—ever waiting
Like barren seed to bear fruit
In a yellow skied world of violence and death
Too much heat…
No more life to breathe or sleep to deprive
Death
Shallow pools of darkening mists crawl to the surface
No resistance any more—
No strength or faith.
One by one, ashes to ashes, we all fall.
Like anchors dragged into the depths of burning, smoldering rock.
Falling to the bitter peace of desecrated and false happiness—
Clinging to the skirts of safety till the last
Trudging on like soldiers without a dream—without a hope.
A bright, stony sun watches our slavery.
But man is dead.
Spiritless shells walk the beaches of time—
Cracking in the scorching rays of complacent knowledge.
We know everything—we know nothing.
We’ve forgotten how to learn.
We have lost it all.
We will be judged.
Falling, fallingFading, fading
Gone, Gone.