Echo: a continuation,
A promise but to
No end
Claiming land on
Horizons untouched
Seeing sunlight
But feeling no warmth

Curse: a burden,
A price on your head
The promise that nothing
Ever changes and
Your revival means
Nothing if you always
Stay the same

God: a faith,
A deity in churches
Made sacrosanct through
Centuries of spilled blood
The only empire immune
To being conquered