Could this land be a prison?
for us to live in eternal torment
Not a prison for our bodies
one that imprisons our thought imprisons our minds
when a light is lit a shadow cast
unable to read while flooded with light
when darkness is at its darkest
stars shine the brightest
As I sit in this desolate place
reflecting on what it once was,
I feel a strange presence,
one that I thought was lost
A bonding feeling with all that is around me
A connection with nature
As I sit on the remains that was once a monument
A pinnacle of life and its beauty divine
A life form severed, cut from existence
A shrine to all that has been lost
based in carbon to nature I shall return
ashes to ashes I shall return to the earth
nature will strike with a blind vengeance
Revenge for the years of torture and slavery
As I sit in this desolate place
reflecting on what it once was,
I feel a strange presence,
one that I thought was lost
The alignment of the stars,
Patterns made from light.
Directing my vision northward
What is it you wish me to see?
Rivers of Jade depleted
A beast forged from arbor and stone
Boulders Split to forge a path
The skyline scorched with the fire of life
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