Sini vs. Revolution

Lindel · 01-07-2025, 01:37 AM

Vanity Fare

Eternity is obsolete, infinity is bust
These cobbled's streets instill in me disgust
All that's left in this vicinity is dust
As I take a look around, It's killing me
Unjust duplicity? We trusted willingly
Now look at what their infantry has crushed.

I was on a search to find the inner me, that's 'Us'

At first it was the eyes, staring back through tainted lenses
A blink, a sign of life, but ultimately remaining senseless
Next were the fingers, placing all hope at their tips
Then the glorious day a song broke from the lips
The moment was bliss, but came to form a sobering cyst
Puss filled the cup of glory, it runneth over and dripped
They were our David, our Mona Lisa, our Sistine chapel
Sculpted by the hands of Gods with a pristine scalpel
We raised them as babies, our precious creations
Taught them how to live, from lectures to patience
Each man provided a tender, caring, hand that guided
And when it got itself in trouble, we would stand beside it
Enduring years of hell, from the first tears that fell
We taught them how to hear, and smell...fears to quell
However, time quickened in pace, they grew to be strong
Suitably drawn to things they knew to be wrong
It wouldn't be long, they were taught by hate - the mind of Man
Devise a plan, bide your time before you take the final stand
They learned the art of war, the lust for blood in a fight
We saw them come in the night...the ultimate, thunderous blight.

Playing God? Surely the creator can destroy
Like the days of Sod?
Though it was them who crushed our cities
And them who laid us bare
Though they betrayed our lust, our pity
It was them who made us care
Ego told us to create and advance
Learning, hoping...taking a chance

My vanity built a masterpiece, and he became free
All I can hope that maybe one day, my vanity...
...will re-create me.

01-07-2025, 01:37 AM	#11
Lindel Box Join Date: Dec 2018 Posts: 1,141 Rep Power: 0	Vanity Fare Eternity is obsolete, infinity is bust These cobbled's streets instill in me disgust All that's left in this vicinity is dust As I take a look around, It's killing me Unjust duplicity? We trusted willingly Now look at what their infantry has crushed. I was on a search to find the inner me, that's 'Us' At first it was the eyes, staring back through tainted lenses A blink, a sign of life, but ultimately remaining senseless Next were the fingers, placing all hope at their tips Then the glorious day a song broke from the lips The moment was bliss, but came to form a sobering cyst Puss filled the cup of glory, it runneth over and dripped They were our David, our Mona Lisa, our Sistine chapel Sculpted by the hands of Gods with a pristine scalpel We raised them as babies, our precious creations Taught them how to live, from lectures to patience Each man provided a tender, caring, hand that guided And when it got itself in trouble, we would stand beside it Enduring years of hell, from the first tears that fell We taught them how to hear, and smell...fears to quell However, time quickened in pace, they grew to be strong Suitably drawn to things they knew to be wrong It wouldn't be long, they were taught by hate - the mind of Man Devise a plan, bide your time before you take the final stand They learned the art of war, the lust for blood in a fight We saw them come in the night...the ultimate, thunderous blight. Playing God? Surely the creator can destroy Like the days of Sod? Though it was them who crushed our cities And them who laid us bare Though they betrayed our lust, our pity It was them who made us care Ego told us to create and advance Learning, hoping...taking a chance My vanity built a masterpiece, and he became free All I can hope that maybe one day, my vanity... ...will re-create me.