Fate of Man

Poem

Fate of Man

Behold the world of times gone past

Never dost thy memories last

Lost forever in a sea of fog

Gone are dreams that call us all

 

In light of day we gather true

Forlorn to events that we do

Ever passing what we fear

Until the night in which we cast a tear

 

Reality will soon lay claim

For both light and dark the world will blame

Scattered Forth upon thyne way

dost the wind of war lay?

 

Calling forth from thyne midnight sky’s

Mushrooms dancing we fear our eyes

As we face our last days

Fools that lead our doom dost pay

 

We follow their war cry to the last

Tomes of civil-i-zations past

Call to all from death grasp

To follow leaders whom do task

 

For thy knowest thine words to be true

They'll leave us all to sing death tune

We'll beg for end at deaths door

Heed this call to man no more

 

We follow those who are truly blind

Humanity will pay with death of kind

Showered down from up above

We shall lose the ones we love

 

As we take a final breath

Known for us there’s no-one left

No place safe will there be

For life will fade into the sea

 

In fires wake we’ll feel the pain

And those that’s left will go insane

Some will live a twisted thought

For them to live but at what cost

 

Left behind in the after glow

Poison lands and waters flow

 This is all that I know

Death shall dance within our soles

 

Shadow creatures will walk the land

Killing all that they can

Never shall the true ones stay

Hide by night and cross by day

 

For gods creations left in ruin

Man’s own folly plays its tune

Thy day may come and will we see

What is to become of those whom flee?

 

Chased by demons from shadows deep

One will stand and give fight to free

Using all his might his sole whilst seep

And should he fail then darkness keep

 

Angles fall from sky's to weep

As mankind's will shall not keep

This will be our final cry

Thee Creator verse... The Dragon’s pride

 

Called upon thyne children weep

Is this to all of Angle’s sleep

Draw upon thy own quest

Lye thee down for final rest

 

Is this to be our destiny?

To follow blindly where leaders lead

Do we not see no-one will win?

Instead it'll be us who die in the end

 

Shall we be just frightened sheep?

Who follow our leaders into final sleep?

Or dost we open up our eyes

To forever save our own lives

 

By: Steve A. LaVerdiere

August 5 2017