The Poet's BileA Poem by Always ChangingA poem I had worked on for several months for a story I was writing at the time. I enjoyed writing this poem very much.Dragon's Fire burns the sky, As Mortal Men fear to Die. The Immortal Gods walk the Earth. The Phoenix dies to give Rebirth. Witches and Wizards cast spells on each other. Mortal Men fight against their own brother. Upon the Mountain whispers the Wind. For the Mountain knows this is the End. Volcanoes erupt, Tornadoes whirl, Earthquakes shake and the Oceans boil, The Sun pitch black, the Light is all gone. Then we look to Ourselves to see what We've done. We close the Book and think again. What if Life was like the Book had been? We reopen the Book and fly through the Pages, We read on and see the rise of the Mages! The Death of their King, the Forts uphold, As the Titans break through, Strong and Bold! The corruption of Heaven cause all to be Mortal. The Skies blaze down and reveal a vast Portal. The World at it's end, The Earth at a turn. The Comets come down, We begin to burn. One by one the Monsters soon flee. Through the Portals by Land and by Sea. The Humans are left in case Earth survives. After the Comets we began to thrive. The History unkept, the Creatures forgot, Their Tales of the Past are left to rot. To those who believe in Mythical things, Take life all in and see what it brings. © 2009 Always ChangingAuthor's Note
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