A lover, A friend, A mother,  A confidant.

Strolling through the sands of time.

Losing her title to the dark age strife.

Nothing else to hold except for her life.

A gory sight to behold.

Stretching forth their resounding chime.

Stealing the heart of many in it prime.

And feeding the mouth of many with cries,  loud and bold.

A lover, A friend, A father,  A confidant.

Strolling through the era of pain.

Losing his title to the evil debutant.

Who, through her arrival, took all he had,  sparing his life.

A feast table set for him.

His family's flesh, a meat for merry.

She pours the wine of blood in his cup.

Forcing open his mouth to rejoice in pain.

A daughter,  A sister,  An aunt, A companion.

Strolling through the foggy forest.

Losing her title to the night creature.

Stealing her away for the coming ascension.

A sacrifice,  fair and pure.

Moving from hand to hand, her pride was the price.

Answering to one,  he promised her the world.

So beautiful was the dead spirit's stare.

A son,  A brother, An uncle, A companion.

Strolling through the span of oblivion.

Losing his title to the purge and war.

Save his life,  the bullets claimed all.

Hand picked by death from injury sustained.

Squalling from the depth, the earth could not console.

He made his bed in pool of blood.

What was it we fought for? The earth puck in disgust.

The dark,  painful and foggy oblivious circle start to roll again.

Through space and time,  it traveled far.

The tormenting past chased after the rolling circle.

Then,  the redemption wind gave it a chance of survival.

A new age,  A new era,  A clear forest with full consciousness.

Welcomes it survivals who battled and won.

Who lost all in traumatic turmoil.

Granting them salvation and hope.

The new warriors finally could smile and be at peace.

Dropping the burden,  breaking the shackles of the past.

The earth spreads it's hands for embrace.

Shinning on all,  a warm motherly love.

Lovers,  friends,  mothers,  fathers,  confidants.

Daughters,  sons,  sisters,  brothers,  aunts,  uncles,  companions.

All sat round the feast table of prosperity and posterity.

Mother earth standing before them,  saying;

WELCOME TO YOUR NEW BEGINNING.

THE END

I hope you enjoy the poem.
When I was writing it,  the song "today my life begins"  by Bruno Mars,   kept playing in my head.

Odd right?

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