Thoughts of an Anxious ExileA Poem by Tiresias
A choir sang once upon a time; before there was light, before the blight of a savage human people,
before tribulations were set in stone for the fallen angels of a once united heaven
A congregation rejoiced once at the jubilation of the devotion of their youth, the prominence of their future,
the brilliance of those and the brilliance of their boldness.
and for all that, the disarray of today is a cadaverous remnant of that jubilee, of those songs of yore..
The present now, is a looming dark shadow in the winding caverns of a precipitous grotto.
all the while braving the trechearous trail of tears layed before the masses, the lemmings, the cannibals,
a glimmer of malice blooms in the distance, menancingly beseeching the past to move towards its crimson glow..
i see a row of fangs..
dripping with intent, panting with impulse
it is not safe here
The bars will only hold so long
I feel the pangs..
rushing through the veins that unite us
who we are, is now so wrong
once beast, now man
© 2011 Tiresias
Added on November 24, 2011
Last Updated on November 24, 2011
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