Re-Maker

Message from the all father,

    Re-Maker's indecision resulted in our genetic destruction of the unwelcomed make-up, Noise from the beyond subtle in an ultra exposure, Sound of an echo from a new life, Fast to go no where but with the other half of your crew, Delinquent of address save the womb!

    Inappropriate feeling to know the death choice is like napalm to a fetus, Unsurvivable instance set in motion by the external, If not for lingering on without other options then I approve, But for ease... I despise, No indeed I hate! Rage against this system I do not, for every story has its own telling and unto the victims of the pain I cannot wholly say how far they should go for their next kiss before the grave, Which is love...

    Tongue of fire behind a child's lips burning shall never dance the beautiful call of parents, Mother... Father, Savour the rhythm of the voice, Recall it on your death bed as clearly as a logical algorithm of the heart you can see before your eyes... Tonight reclaim the finish before the start... The choice is yours... It already was mine.

In earnest anticipation of,