Hermes to the cemetery of the bygones

it is a poem talking about the way world is going crazy.

From heaven rose the silhouette of sleeping righteousness,

The one who saw the unknown yet the known consequences,

Anno domini shall the judgments and redemption be done,

For he walks through the ruins and the path where he stood one,

 

Ye yonder wind passing through the mountain of despair,

Blazing ball of fire no longer shining on the edge of abyss,

The nemesis of human to the very humane desire,

Fruit of the own doing confrontations to unbearable demise,

 

Continuing his journey through the catastrophe of no survivals,

War fought to self with desires and greed being the only rivals,

Effigies of fallen gods no longer stood to be worshiped,

Lives taken and love shaken from its root been reaped,

 

It wasn't the place it used to be yesterday,

Only the ashes of tragedy can be seen today,

There was no future no tomorrow,

No happiness but only pain and sorrow,

Now he knew the beginning and he knew the end,

Nothing left to fight for and nothing left to defend,

As he tried to lift up the streams of broken morrow,

Moving forward widening the road so narrow,

 

Connecting dots and making the chaos come to order,

Correcting the mistakes and lifting the world on his shoulder,

Falls on his knees and a tear of desperation kissing the ground,

Thunderbolt announced the rain that revived what was bound,

 

And into the mist he went on walking giving a chance,

Once again he looked back to take a good glance,

Disappearing in the long vistas along the ridges of stones,

Hermes to the cemetery of the bygones.

Author's Note

please give me some suggestions or corrections i will be most thankful.