A Battle for the Aftermath

Your touch saved us from falling
The glory of your homeland gave us hope
Like a lighthouse you dictated us to change our route
Our wills divide and our course survived
The horizon rose, and rocks divulged
the cliffs jagged teeth welcomed us home.

A saving grace and a giants roar
you tore apart our final curtain call
ignored our desires, looked at us like a child
left alone to our own demise
unworthy creation, an unintelligent foe
now you return, motives hidden in disguise.

This is not testament but a glimpse of the old
A Wrathful devotion to the plan, that never held its own.

The grass was burned and rusted
Our hands blacken and burned
Evidence of a revolution, that rose from the clam
In the final act: you force us into subjugation
“Rebuild this creation to its former beauty.”

within our hearts we knew
The world always looked better broken.