
| The Shadow People
Author: lanaranjaverde A poem of the apocalypse
Rated: Fiction K - English - Fantasy - Words: 327 - Published: 05-12-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3021982
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They danced around the alleys and whispered in the night.
They played games around the flames and remained out of sight.
They brought out the deepest fears, and made tremble the bravest men.
They were the world of old and only in their death
would the new world begin
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The trees shed leaves from limbs
The skys dark and gusts horror
We stand looking on
The earth quakes in fear of it all
The shadows crawl up the walls
We stand looking on
The air is heavy but silent of sound
Only hearts that beat and quicken (thump and throb)
Our eyes strain on
We thought we could fight this
But now that we've reached this
We know its over and its time
Only to hold hands this time
So as the sky pushes down on us
And the trees give in
And the earth trembles
We will stand
There is no waking up from it
Our arms ache, our fingers sore
We hold on
Our shoulders are heavy
Our jaws tight bodies rigid
We hold on
Our shelter shakes above us
The air is full of breath in here
Fingers intertwined, we hold on
When ending grew near we thought
we could fight this but now
We know its over and its time
Only to hold hands this time
And as the sky pushes down on us
We don't give in
And as the earth trembles
We will stay firm, we will keep
Holding hands, holding on
To one small hope
That perhaps, with a slim chance
That maybe, as our fingers go numb
And our chests barely contain our hearts
That the sky might break
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We came to them at dawn with gold in our hands
We whispered to them our dreams and talked of faraway lands
We brought them delight, and made smile the toughest men
We are the world of new and only in their death
would the new world begin
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