Finis's Words
By Daniel Mapp
My limbs loose their strength,
For I traveled upon the airs,
Since She bit that fruit,
Within that internally lush grove,
Spawning me into an existence,
Where I dart about ceaselessly
In a seasoned ebony cloak,
As I uplift paling youths,
From finding their sudden bane
By each others harsh designs,
In well established fare lands,
Without that fiend Chaos's presence.-
Like a inflamed gliding sun,
I now take passage over,
The heavily ruin occupied east,
Which Mars hovers over laughing,
Gripping an keen scarlet scepter,
While overseeing their hectic tussle;
Making me highly sorrowful,
For I have suddenly figured,
Hearing one's bitter cry below;
Their wants drive these wretches,
Even for white eyed Justice,
Yet vile whip haired Wickedness;
Into my cool pale palms!
Jun 27, 2011
Jun 27, 2011 at 4:36 PM UTC
Finis's Words
By Daniel Mapp
My limbs loose their strength,
For I traveled upon the airs,
Since She bit that fruit,
Within that internally lush grove,
Spawning me into an existence,
Where I dart about ceaselessly
In a seasoned ebony cloak,
As I uplift paling youths,
From finding their sudden bane
By each others harsh designs,
In well established fare lands,
Without that fiend Chaos's presence.-
Like a inflamed gliding sun,
I now take passage over,
The heavily ruin occupied east,
Which Mars hovers over laughing,
Gripping an keen scarlet scepter,
While overseeing their hectic tussle;
Making me highly sorrowful,
For I have suddenly figured,
Hearing one's bitter cry below;
Their wants drive these wretches,
Even for white eyed Justice,
Yet vile whip haired Wickedness;
Into my cool pale palms!