Dark is the sky of our homecoming Poisonous be the harvest Yet the children eat without question Monsters that steal truth and virginity Monsters from the deserts far beyond Deserts infinite and wide Deserts of the doors' opposite side weariless was the monsters' journey Nonchalantly they pushed against the resistance of the breeze For they rode not with the breeze And followed no straight path The gates opened at the commandment of their spell A spell more powerful as the first sun, yet as powerless as the seventh They received their following from no hypnotism But from the spirit within the children The spirit of life, the spirit of the all The villagers grew fearful, fearful and jealous of such a power Jealous of the deflourement of the other children into their adulthood Persecute, attack, and bring down the monsters the villagers did.... Only to disover that their perceived darkness was light in some foreign form Now lay the firestarters in their own deflourement amidst also their guilt Learning the ways of the ancient...The ways of the infinite.... Learning the true base of the soul Learning to step into the shadow But amidst all the renaissance there were those that never learned.. Never reborn...Never to ever live forever Those confined by their own false ether Victims of the tragedy...The tragedy of the soul After the smoke cleared the villagers buried their siblings in their new Earth...Only to forget...Forget of new ways and remember those of old.... To relive the tragedy once again....Victims of their own false, nightmarish ether. What do you guys think? I'm pretty proud of it. Please feel free to tell me what you think it means or your perception of the symbolism, plot, and meaning of it.
oo desert monsters...it's very deep and lengthy. i'll read it again when i come back praps so i can understand it better.
