Riding on top of a glistening Pegasus,
Dashing forward without hesitation,
Engulfed around him, a world of devastation,
For how long had our hero been gone?
Nothing seemed to matter in this moment,
More than figuring out what had gone wrong.
Once where our hero once relaxed in song,
Is a world gone, where he yearned for all along.
Embracing the past made him nimble and just,
So he’d thrust forward into this broken world.
Everything is gone, shadows remain on the ground.
Embers where homes were, and carcasses galore.
And nothing seemed to matter to him, no hate.
The ruins of his home did not resonate within.
All he saw were the memories of acts of sin.
So, casually he began to investigate.
What did he find?
Just more memories of ladies walking about,
Men fustling and tussling, then talking it out.
Kids all at play, or in school where they’d learn…
Memories fading out, now everything had burned.
Walking slowly where rubble covers up loved ones,
Tons of boulders and rocks segment the area,
Any survivor would be lost in hysteria,
But here, there were no survivors.
How many were dead didn’t bother the hero,
Lost in a tribulation for forsaken ways,
Gone are the days of translucent pavings,
The sun’s penetrating ray couldn’t brighten this day.
No prayer, no calling upon the Almighty,
For these, His acts alone.
The heroes journey in all of this is just beginning,
And he does not act alone.
The world around us is never ending,
Unless celestials take a chance,
And enter into Earth’s atmosphere,
And give this planet a mighty dance.
