The Omega

Shadows sit and shadows fade,

Wrapped in darkness, gently laid.

To the earth I must return,

The fire of souls forever burn.

We do not know what will bring our end,

Whether it be foe, or whether it be friend.

All we know is that the end is near,

And all our happiness turns to fear.

We must now see the end of man;

For if we don’t no one can,

Move onto the light and be full of mirth,

As the spring brings new birth.

The winters quiet now surrounds,

And fear and sorrow now abound.

We now must go to see the Lord,

Like an amassed joyous horde.

We now sit forever in the light,

Thinking of the futures fight.