Golden Age of Life

What we do to live

To pass along hate?

Bring around spite?

Feel the rage?

Throw the fire?

Never burning with the fire?

For the pain only lasts

till the implosion begins

Creating the garden we all seek?

Every chance we get

To pass along the light

That heals the circle

Closer to the ring

Closer to unity, we fight

Closer to peace, we walk


When I walk

I go with the flow

Earth deep

Carved from the red soil

Wounds gaping within

Sealed with the blinds of pain

The dejection accepted

omegas destined to destroy


So please take out the blade

Bring out the sun child

Child stars born out of gold

Out of fire their shine will come

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