Softly singing, softly crying, those are the words of children long lost. They cry for those who have abandoned them, cry for those who will turn them from this world. They cry for new life, one filled with shadows and darkness, away from the light of day that had forsaken them. Will you be their Sire? Will you be their parent and guide them through this abyss of darkness, or will you scoff at them and abandon them as those who gave birth to them did? Will a new generation step forth from the darkness and help our world grow, or will they turn into hunters, ones who track us down and leave nothing but a corpse, a pile of ashes? How shall you respond?
Lives long lost cry out from the abyss, their eternal cries coating the world with sorrow. Who will be the one to answer their pleas, their need for revenge upon the ones who left them in their torment? Will you answer to them, become their slave of vengence and slay those who brought their untimely end? Or will you do nothing but ignore them as so many before you have, leave them to forever call out for their 'saviour'? Will the ground be tainted yet again with the blood of the innocent? Or will the blood of the forsaken, the damned, and the cruel lie upon the dusty earth, corrupting its soil until there is a sorrowful song that all hear once again? Will this circle of vengence end? Or will it continue on until all who inhabit this world are nothing more then a faint memory?
COMMENTS
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joker
01:40 Jul 26 2011
thats very nice you should write more hun
WolfintheMyst
02:03 Jul 28 2011
Very emotional free verse piece. I would encourage you to add more for our delight!