Quiet, We Are Dreaming
The people stare at nothingness.
Like stone steps, the truth rose up
From an earth of corruption, where
Silly strings hold the complexity of
The human intellect. For these pebbles,
So tiny skipping across time, breathing
For their future lacks perception, light
Their way with a bitter flame, pressed
Upon the voiceless planes, soundlessly
Lost in darkness, void of empathy for
The other, where sight loses meaning
And smells of dark stench hold the
Noses with disgust for the ways of
Life. And what are we, such beings
Of past and present, forgotten and
Marooned on this tired floating
Rock, dying for a reality we
Do not know, for a purpose
Only the clouds can propose in
Love. Intoxicated by madness,
We are in love with sadness, and
When we fell in love with the color
Of your eyes, we knew there was
No turning back; no truth without
Loss, glorified by a higher meaning
For a terrible cause dripping in malice.
Greed spoiled the souls of our brothers,
As the evil rapes the women, children
Blind by the brainwashing tempers
Of leaders who rule like gods over
Man. But do we stand, so close on
This edge, to the beautiful world with
Hands raised for joy of the light written
In the skies, struggling with a plight
Which we may never solve, willful for
Time to bring us our answer, scorched
By the flames of our irrational past.
Takes us for what we are, small galaxies
Slithering along this stream of space
For the journey of a lifetime of want.
Love will guide us to our elite place,
While our hope will give us faith in the
Perilous stars, bombarding our cosmos
In colors of power, leading us through
This uncommon adventure like our
White clouds that umbrella our world
In protection of what we yet do not know.
About the Creator
galaxus imprum
a celestial traveler re-telling tales from all across the cosmic expanse...
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