Dark Matter...Angel Of Light

[Melanie Bishop]

Dark Matter...Angel Of Light

born of dark matter...stardust..light
mixed with blood-blackened dirt
we come wailing into a void of death
our days numbered-measured-named...
woven in darkness, warp and weft
the threads lengthen...a legion hand in hand
a reaping has begun for this...this is his...

some, gone before the spark is lit
much mourned with tears...envy
their road never taken...sweet brief
luminous shimmering-pale spirits___
shine-bright...a beacon, a sign of glory
then weary-weakened by sorrow___
rise slowly release and dissipate

those...who trade souls for time-space
in the end become delusional...lost
full of decay,wander wanton caught in a web___
stumbling in total-dense darkness...blind fools
reaching out in fear...weeping to late
to late...castrated, raped of all will...
their path mapped out...the trickster has won

return we then to ashes...dust...over-ripe
unknown unwanted devoid of all reason___
our pride,lustful needs...beaten down
discarded-trampled dreams-hopes...fade
for now, we follow the master's gleeful laughter
the road freely chosen in vain hubris greed
dragging hollow-hearts we die as we came, alone