Daughter of Creation
Of creation's daughter, I sing.
Who would save the universe?
Reality so frail,
Life on fragile veil.
When existence cries,
Will a hero rise?
Who shall end the desolate curse?
Stellar civilizations crumble and fall.
A sickness of soul,
Technology toll.
Hope's embers fade,
A demise self-made.
Chains of darkness bind us all.
Destiny awaits on a crepuscular world.
Perpetual twilight,
Relativistic light.
To be dawn or dusk,
Renewal or rust?
Of past to future unfurled.
A savior born of innocence and wisdom old.
Human chaotic heart,
And witch's art.
A neutron star,
Providence afar.
Fate entwined with a universe cold.
A daughter's love and a young heart true.
The tree of life,
Ancient alien strife.
Entropy defy,
History deny.
Turn back time and begin anew.
Of creation's daughter, I sing.
By wdhenning
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Tevun-Krus #104 - SoulPunk
Science FictionA world powered by the souls of its denizens... Or maybe one where there is no physical body at all, only the ethereal form...? SoulPunk is sci-fi where--well, you know the drill by now, 'troopers! Away we go!
