Thursday, January 08, 2009
An Arcane Proclamation
I argued with the skies, oh how they dared rob your scenic beauty.
I argued with nature, how evolution could have stolen your free spirit and had given it to the birds.
I murdered the flowers when I realised that their soft scent and beauty came from you.
I hated the stars for they contested against each other over their brilliance and lustre which they had stolen from your eyes.
I hated gems, diamonds, and all other precious stones because they disgraced the value of rarity, the rarity of you from any other being on this planet.
I hated music for stealing the rhythm from your heartbeat, and the melody from your sweet voice.
I hated the sun for stealing your energy and getting all the credit, for being hailed as "The Source of Life".
Because you are the source of my life.
Everything this world has, it all came from you.
You are my world, my universe.
Share yourself with me,
your body, soul and love.
And I hate myself, because I stole you from everyone else.
I argued with nature, how evolution could have stolen your free spirit and had given it to the birds.
I murdered the flowers when I realised that their soft scent and beauty came from you.
I hated the stars for they contested against each other over their brilliance and lustre which they had stolen from your eyes.
I hated gems, diamonds, and all other precious stones because they disgraced the value of rarity, the rarity of you from any other being on this planet.
I hated music for stealing the rhythm from your heartbeat, and the melody from your sweet voice.
I hated the sun for stealing your energy and getting all the credit, for being hailed as "The Source of Life".
Because you are the source of my life.
Everything this world has, it all came from you.
You are my world, my universe.
Share yourself with me,
your body, soul and love.
And I hate myself, because I stole you from everyone else.
Justin, 04:36