Wednesday, September 8, 2004

The Prophecy

in the depths of the soul,
there lives such a beast.
a beast so powerful,
on all it does feast:

on the red of hatred
and fear of oppression,
the yellow of shyness,
and grey of depression.

it can ingest anything,
anything at all;
but with the death of the beast,
humanity will fall.

society will topple
with the end unfeigned,
chaos shall rule
where order once reigned.

without this beast
we cannot survive,
though it does not contribute
to what keeps us alive

instead the beast merely
helps humankind deal
with all of the struggles
that keep life real.

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