Chronos

A cross between Chronos and C.S. Lewis' Father Time, from The Last Battle. A musing.

We are but strings in streams 
Of the Titan's dream 
And Chronos is tossing and turning 
Visions of destruction and burning 
Haunt his endless night 
And burst upon his sight - 
Unclear, through smoggy shrouds, 
Obscured by mushroom clouds; 
An uneasy nightmare 
This reality we share. 
He mumbles in his sleep 
And cries out into the deep 
But the echoes of his anguished voice 
Are swallowed in the void... 
Drenched in the sweat of ten thousand years; 
Haunted by images of a thousand fears 
Fast and laboured comes his breath 
Dreaming, ever dreaming of destruction and death... 
Ever tossing and turning in tortured upheaval 
His dream grows more and ever more evil 
But the darkest hour brings the crack of dawn 
And the deepest shade must give way to the morn 
The night shall break 
And the Titan shall wake 
In time his Master shall call time on Time 
Suddenly, without warning 
Shall break forth the morning 
And Father Time shall rise 
And shake the sleep from his eyes 
He will yawn and groan and shake his head 
And wake in a field of flowers 
The rising sun shall dispel his dread 
As he espies through the mist a new city’s golden towers 
He shall suck in the sweet morn in the deepest of breaths 
Then he will dance for joy to be free at last 
For the nightmare of pain, of grief and death 
Is but the dream of a night that is past.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"Father Time shall rise
And shake the sleep from his eyes
He will yawn and groan and shake his head
And wake in a field of flowers
The rising sun shall dispel his dread "

A splendid read and write...Thank you for penning...:)............

[Joseph Eluzai]

an uneasy nightmare....this reality we share. God bless Kenya. Stronger as ever!