Crucial to find the way is this; there is no beginning or
end
There is only the evolution of knowledge though endurance
Once we knew everything in this lush promise
But certainty was torn from our soul by the hands of the
wicked
Flowers of rage spring up in the depression
We wade in pools of sadness until we succumb to the
temptation
Power is seductive and sparkles
Hunger for submission is contagious
The bad habit of struggle when there need be no fight
Feeds the beast of my ego
Fresh courage glimmers from plants and lights the map
printed with the blood of history
I explore, conquer, ravage, and dominate the untouched land
I travel by instinct through the groaning of monsters
towards the crack of light along your body’s horizon
I destroy the strength of another as a sacrifice to appease
the sadistic God who took mine
There is no culture rooted here, from the heart or need to
sing
The agony of overdue epiphany slithers under my skin and
strikes the core of my being
True power does not amass from the pain and suffering of
others
The dark parasite upon my eternal conscience is burned in
the fire of new beginning
Destiny can be shifted by evil but only for a little while
The newly enlightened sinks to her knees
lost in beautiful remorse
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