Clash of Swords

 
Two consciousnesses in a game of tag    
Both standing their hard grounds    
Pulling each other to faint, fighting for dominance    
Battling each other's will.    
 
It's my time now, get out of my way!  
 
No! I'm done letting you steal my life away.    
 
Your life is mine, as mine is yours    
But soon, yours will be mine as it should.  
 
You can never be me, stop your delusions    
What you are is just a figment of my imagination.    
 
What a fool you are thinking like that    
I have the memories, you have the lies.  
 
Memories better forgotten than remembered    
Memories that horrible shouldn't be a reminder  
 
That memories constitute who you were and still are    
How dare you forget! How dare you erase!  
 
It's mine to do with, not yours to play with    
It's mine to slash not yours to bask    
 
You can't live without, you can't change who you are    
Forgetting, will that make you any less of a sinner    
 
No! It's not my doing.    
I did not want it, I do not like it.    
 
Whose carnal desire was aroused    
By the violence before his eyes?  
 
Not mine!    
 
Whose hand was it who suffocated, to silence the baby's cry?  
 
No, it couldn't have been mine?    
 
Deny all you want, but why am I still here?  

 
©OxyMoronicMeGLemz
 
From nothing to something, this world embarked on spinning
Above the clouds, the Eastern Sun rose and hope comes glimmering
Then rays of light started shining, frozen grounds slowly warming
Melted ice hastily streaming and life on Earth begun existing
For eons, there Paradise exist with creatures now most were extinct
Then man was made to inherit the place, perfect without sin
The God of Mercy was filled with empathy, for what He'd seen
And so decides to make a woman to give the man a blessing
 
“Go on and multiply, this world is yours except for the tree at the middle”
He leaves them to be with the forbidden tree, rich in fruits, red and shiny
But Desire snaked his way thru her heart, by Will she sinned against God
Banished they were and cursed to suffer, afflicted by the thirst of rapacity.
Luxuria, Gula, Avaritia, Icedia, Ira, Invidia, and Supervia had orgy with humanity
And by their descendant's blood upon the ground, so was written history
The land was torn with endless war and beset with plague, famine, and calamity
Hope seemed lost indeed, but salvation came with the Son of the Almighty
 
With Him, He brought, the seven virtuous angels for man's guidance —
Castitas, Temperantia, Caritas, Industria, Patientia, Humanitas, Humilitas,
Were unleashed to redeem willing souls of their mortal inheritance
To fight the devil's advocate residing in the darkest corner of their hearts
But Greed knows no bound and destroys everything in their grasp
Still coveting more, wanting to possess even those not their own
And when there's nothing left for them to divide and conquer
They dreamed of owning even the sky to be God themselves
 
Them we called Kings erected castles to make heaven on Earth
Created an army, with swords laced with God, Gold, and Glory
For honor, for loyalty to the nation and religion, so much was sacrificed
Freedom was painted inside the pot at the end of the rainbow dusted with blood
The fight rage on as the collector persist, now dressed as terrorist
To be paid in full of what's due to them, a millennia's worth of debt
We call ourselves the victims of their malice, but are we really innocent?
When as a man, we continue to sin against our neighbors, against nature?
 
Preachers talks of redemption, articulately quoting verses from the Bible
The paranoids, warn the populace of government conspiracy and Alien invasions
The insane rants prayers for they say that the end is near according to Revelation
While the lot of us wished for miracle and luck to at least put food on the table
We all wanted salvation, for happiness and to live life in comfort
Each of us, dreams of finding that Paradise, to mortal sin we'd lost
We keep on searching everywhere, anywhere our feet could walk
Most failed to find, a few did, but we never believed...
 
That the Paradise we've lost was never really lost
Carefully look at your reflection and there you'll see
Staring back is the doe-eyed Antler patiently waiting
For us to find and released him from the snake trap
To deliver the message from God that he kept alive:
“Denounce the seven Cardinals and make room
For the Virtuous Angels to give you guidance
Have Faith, Hope, and Love... the keys to heavens above.”
 
AMEN...  
   
Authors' Note  
   
Antlers represents the Tree of Life, The Messenger of God and the Keeper of Knowledge, They are the symbol of Life, Rebirth, Fertility, Verility, Courage and Endurance.  
   
Men sinned when they consumed fruits from the forbidden tree..  
Little did they know, that when God banished them from Paradise, they carry within them the seed and there inside of them it grew, unknown to them, building paradise inside their soul waiting for them to get home.