~ 1 ~
The ancient words were spoken
Released into the world
Unable to return to their source
The undoable has been done.
The wind blew across continents,
The oceans,
They reached the ears
Of millions and came
To influence another billion.
What is it that has
been said?
What could these words
Possibly have done?
Chaos, my friend
It started with a spark
And spreads like wildfire.
For years nations will
Suffer under this spell
But nature will produce
An heir, a hero,
Somebody who will release
Them from their misery
And The Influence.
A pure soul
Will spread,
Through actions, words,
And mere presence,
The cure and will
Act as a soothing balm.
One motion will set
Off another, the
Dark knows this
And will stop
At nothing
To prevent destiny.
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~ 2 ~
In the darkest corner of Light
Balance is necessary
For survival.
Without Darkness there is no Light
Without Light there is no Darkness.
Blame goes to man, power
And temptation.
Choices will be made,
Battles will be fought,
Blood will be shed.
When dreams are no more
It is faith that is the key
That will save us from eternal misery.
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~ 3 ~
What choices do we have in life?
Do we choose a road of corruption
Or do we walk in the path of temptation?
Each day the sun does not choose
To rise, nonetheless it proceeds
To do such.
How is yesterday different from today?
Did I smile more and cry less?
