Spurb Zeta
Until the End of Time or How Not to Save the World
(Snippets I may or may not ever get back to fleshing out~)
Faatasi's Gods (Poem)
I came face to face with the gods one day
And finally I understood
Why none of those old stories
Ever quite made sense
They were always too real
Only a step away from you and me
But staring at the scars
It all became clear
They were never meant
To be kings and rulers
To stand above it all
High and mighty, all the answers
Gripped tightly in that bloody fist
It wasn't a life they chose
Or a branching path from the start
No, the binds of fate suppressing all else
They were just broken people
Children with no hope and no place to go
Yanked out of a world that wouldn't
Even miss them or notice the hole left there
Pushed and prodded from the beginning
Until the moment innocence was lost
That haunted look in their eyes
Memories burned deep
So they'll never forget
The past, present, and future
Immortal husks with nothing left
And nothing to lose, don't lose
It was all a game until it wasn't
Like an explosion the day light lost
The shadows long and the demon loose
Protect it all, break it all
Claws and teeth against the nothing
Something gained, something forever lost
Forever changed, rearranged
Fragments of story and legend
Finally falling back into place
Don't erase the ones that stand between
Win back from the brink
The signs all around me now
I fell on my face unable to hold back
The rivers tracing my cheeks
Why should they bear such a burden
For such an ungrateful world
That cares nothing of the before times
A lost history now revived before me
They left to protect, hiding their faces
Denying their own right to set us free
Guarding that freedom, a way of life
They could never return to
The great creator bent then
His touch gentle through my tears
And somehow I knew this was enough
No praise or sorrow would ever compare
Nor did it need to, as long as we lived
Someday they too could learn to live again