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Death Never Sleeps
I am she who has many forms and names
The cold north wind, and the secret flames,
The black void that lies between every star
And the blood that flows to make each scar.
I am merciless and yet there is mercy in me
You do not want to understand my destiny!
There is no going back from where I walked
And I will not take back how I have talked.
I was before the world, before all time began
I will remain, when done is the age of man,
With the multiverse I came into being first.
Before war or strife, before any blood thirst
I dwelt in that place that no eye has beheld.
Before me, in the end, all things have knelt!
Many bodies I have worn, as some do attire
And my names are as countless as starry fire.
Some have held me in their desiring hands
Others fear my arrival in their pristine lands,
Some beg for me when their pain is too great
As a few believe that I come a little too late.
I know the name of every god that ever was
Yet I do not serve them in their every cause.
In a world apart, I saw mankind in its' dawn
When they served the gods just like a pawn,
Robbed of their free will, of right to choose
Forced to live like savages, doomed to lose,
Both dignity and grace, all for their makers.
The gods were not good, they were takers...
Giving nothing but eternal life in shackles!
Using their science to create false miracles.
I joined with those gods who chose to free
The human race and grant them all dignity.
For this we were cast from divine assembly
We were branded as rebels none too gently.
Yet they feared to displease me for all I am
For even they must meet with me in the end.
Some call me the Devil's harlot, that is fine
I have carried worse titles than that in time,
Proud to be the one that all others must fear
When the ending of all things draws near...
They no not know how much I have wept.
No one knows how little I have truly slept,
For Death is on call every hour of each day
Especially in a world where all is in disarray.
The cold north wind, and the secret flames,
The black void that lies between every star
And the blood that flows to make each scar.
I am merciless and yet there is mercy in me
You do not want to understand my destiny!
There is no going back from where I walked
And I will not take back how I have talked.
I was before the world, before all time began
I will remain, when done is the age of man,
With the multiverse I came into being first.
Before war or strife, before any blood thirst
I dwelt in that place that no eye has beheld.
Before me, in the end, all things have knelt!
Many bodies I have worn, as some do attire
And my names are as countless as starry fire.
Some have held me in their desiring hands
Others fear my arrival in their pristine lands,
Some beg for me when their pain is too great
As a few believe that I come a little too late.
I know the name of every god that ever was
Yet I do not serve them in their every cause.
In a world apart, I saw mankind in its' dawn
When they served the gods just like a pawn,
Robbed of their free will, of right to choose
Forced to live like savages, doomed to lose,
Both dignity and grace, all for their makers.
The gods were not good, they were takers...
Giving nothing but eternal life in shackles!
Using their science to create false miracles.
I joined with those gods who chose to free
The human race and grant them all dignity.
For this we were cast from divine assembly
We were branded as rebels none too gently.
Yet they feared to displease me for all I am
For even they must meet with me in the end.
Some call me the Devil's harlot, that is fine
I have carried worse titles than that in time,
Proud to be the one that all others must fear
When the ending of all things draws near...
They no not know how much I have wept.
No one knows how little I have truly slept,
For Death is on call every hour of each day
Especially in a world where all is in disarray.
Published 10th Jan 2023
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10th Jan 2023 10:37pm
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10th Jan 2023 11:08pm
It good to see you like it! This a perspective not everyone could find an understanding of. But being who and what I am, it was something that was fitting for me to write and which I felt compelled in many ways to share. A bit of insight into one of existence's biggest secret mysteries.
12th Jan 2023 9:44pm
My experience as like Sight and when I got to the close the whole perspective tilted and then I started over. Definite authority, vividness, clarity to the way it commands the page, elementally evocative, declarative. Awesome to contemplate.
21st Feb 2024 1:19am
It is very good for me to see that you enjoyed reading this! It is a kind of perspective I am used to, but which took some getting used to. Death is a hard thing sometimes to contemplate, but a part of existence that is not so easy to ignore. I write what I feel and know and understand of this, but it is not a human perspective at all. Though it takes a lot of humanity to be able to fully comprehend it in the way I present it here.
