Tripping Destiny

Tripping Destiny  
 
 
In a foreign land  
I emerged  
As if the terra firma had opened up given birth  
As such i took inept first steps  
My webbed feet were made for gliding and weaving  
Through the vast blue green highways of my home  
My swimmers legs wobbled with each thump and thud of crusty earth  
That sent painful reminder up my scaled body  
I was indeed a stranger  
In a strange land  
 
My awkward infancy did not last  
My people have always existed as remnants  
Leftovers of a world in unscrupulous ruin  
Where a good people turned ugly in the harsh grip of desolation  
Chaos and wickedness had spread sovereign  
My people simply refused to honor ruthless greed  
As king  
 
My people still held just and righteous dagger  
And had shrugged the familiar to keep what was sacred  
Now scattered themselves through an infinite universe  
With a blind faith that providence would end in unity  
And they would reunite in terra incognita  
With a vicious drive to make it their home