It may be a really bad poem, but here:
Pearl of Light
After the death of time After the sun goes out After the last tree is swallowed in a disappearing sea
After the rocks fall After the air breathes its last After the last bird sings before it is shoot by the last bullet
There is one thing left in a universe of destruction One substance found by nothing in the corner One thing of human glory One thing of ocean pride One small pearl of innocence left by the no longer tide
Nothing breathes within Nothing circles around Nothing is left to gaze upon its rightful pleasure Nothing is left to swallow it in its ominous tongue Nothing is left to lodge it into its darkening lung
Shall this pearl live on Shall it break the day Shall it gather power from the never seen light
No It is gone To last only for an instant And leave with a distant dream that died during the death of time
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Unidentified Organ Juice · Tue Dec 20, 2005 @ 03:43am · 1 Comments |