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Humanity, Silence and Me
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Misc./Exp. In the histories of seduction the creatures writhe
Days fall away as empires crumble to time's grasp
Runes scatter and fall lain by those who make it myth
Sounds of battle on the morrow chide and rasp
So oft these tales begin and are told
Blinking within the night, attentive eyes
No longer are our ancients and elders wise
Within the hour's passing the fires grow cold
The wind harkens unto me
Clouds open in the dark skies
No more do we accept the lies
Voyages often began once in this sea
The monks seek to make us pay the tythe
We run so bold and free, no cares
Too long without quests we have tired
Beyond the skies, infinity where no one dares
Twilight binds and conceals the fears
In the din of our dreams a vision's cry rings
Forward to the journey we look to that tommorow brings
Down from cold darkness imagination peers
Slumbering dreams live eternal
Fires once again become alight
Alas the eyes are bound to see only the infernal
So began this tale that night
Travelers gathered known to be three
Upon the horizon the aspiration was driven
The path of folly they follow to be free
Into the fires of vision they go, like the wind blown ribbon
Benjamin K. Badgley
9/17-18/2002
