Dune

Here's hoping one day we'll see David Lynch's full epic masterpiece.

We go forward

We go back

 

Beneath a desert, a great worm rests.

The witches breed their grand designs.

Spacing Guild navigators

     Fold

  Space.

Fremen strive, a prophecy rises;

Await the Voice from the Wilderness.

 

We go forward -

 

The Tyrant’s reign was for the best:

Mankind has spread beyond confines.

Tleilaxu Masters, old dictators

    Mold

  Spice.

Face Dancers in their subtle guises

Bait the Duncan, with no success.

 

- we go back

 

Abomination will be possessed.

A young man struggles with time’s lines.

The Duke Atreides sold by traitor’s

      Cold

Embrace.

The whirlwind’s jihad He despises

The Golden Path His son’s progress.


©2007 Pendantry