Endless rain continues crashing down upon the floor
Staring in the layered depths, a distorted reflection glaring back before it fades
Washing off from the surface, yet reaching our core
Floating away on the sinking sea, watching as a new night cascades
A beacon in the darkness arrives on the stage
Promising peace and prosperity, a chance to scare away the phantoms of the past
Give in to these writers of fate as they turn the page
Hand away your destinies, float away on bubbling apathy, and remain steadfast
From that light, shadows began to form
Vows broken, with unrestrained power comes unchained greed and nothing more
With heads turning, witnessing the birth of a storm
A bright dream warps into a nightmare, left to feed on a wilting hope they tore
Haunted by the ghost of a lingering purpose
Drowning in this rising wave of apathy, as the world begins to fall apart
As a society, chose ignorance over bliss
Now the only solution lies within dormant hearts
A fire must be born
From the ashes of this fallen dream
A fire must be born
In order for the future to gleam
A fire must be born
To rise and burn away the shadows
A fire must be born
To protect hope's dying rose
A fire must be born
Within the frozen souls
A fire must be born
Before our fate is out of our control
- Author: poetboy123 ( Offline)
- Published: June 9th, 2018 11:28
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 14
Comments1
Rock and roll dude. Be that fire.
Thank you!
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