A Lost Race

A Lost Race

A Poem by Shiningwolf

Envious, raging, thrashing all about
Tainting the purity of forgotten lands.
A sheet of tears unfolds onto the world
So blind are we....
So blind are we.
Bustling cities with lights of evil
Scattered across the world..
..The shattered world
Do you not hear her cry?...
She cries under the blanket of dark
The stars light has become dim..
                         When will the light end?
    As good verses evil collides
              It shall become one.
To see the highest peaks of this land fall
      Crumble down into the pit of the world...
 Our world. 
     Hear the wailing of the land as it dies
IT DIES FROM US!
      May the race end, so time shall heal..
And one day..
   They will return..
As the redemption of humans. 

© 2012 Shiningwolf


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Honest and emotional. Great work, truly. I enjoyed reading it and it brought out a lot of emotions, for me. :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


I really like this. It flows really well and it says so much...it's a very strong piece. Sad but extremely powerful.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Yes indeed the fall of humanity all teeters, on our ability to rise out the dark into the light. And if total destruction is required for a purification, I say push the button, and I will smile and wave.................p.s. see you on the flip side.............!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Yes, the truth is harsh, isn't it? Predictions are, even thinking sometimes is. I like the rhythm of this piece, the emotion that is so clear. Glad you're back!

Posted 12 Years Ago


I had so many emotions with this rise up inside me.. You have hit on so many raw truths.. well done..xo

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Shiningwolf
Shiningwolf

Mustang, OK



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My name is Crystal. I am 23 years old. I am who I am. I am just a girl trying to traverse through the challenges of this life. I write to express myself and to create art that has meaning. more..

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