Wednesday, August 06, 2008

The Paradise that we seek, so wrought with haze and visions recede. The paths of the righteous crossing, damnation to whom doth belong? In a world where the justice sleeps and the innocent weep, where doth lie the Paradise that we seek? A compromise, a little handshake. Where black fades into white and all becomes grey. Our identities lost to the pursuit of others' dreams. What once was the Paradise that we sought? Do you remember or have you forgotten? How were we once full of fight, fire in our bellies and hearts with might. They whisper in our ears and spit in our ideals, they trample on our hopes and steal our souls. Our eyes that weep tears forever blinded, how do we see, the Paradise we once saw true and clear. Where art thou, the Paradise that seem never to be.

Resounding casading waves crashing upon shifting sands. A mortal fool's toil on wanderlusting soil. Dancing mirrors with lies, hazy mirages carry deceit. Words that hold no meaing and pacts that dance with nimble feet. A weeping widow upon an ailing balcony stand, the glow of a lucent beam watches with malicious intent. Streets where hollow orphans cry and callow jesters dance. Sanity mugged and saints bleed holy blood.

A world where Darkness grips, where Darkness no longer exists due to the lack of light, but light becomes an absence of the Darkness itself.