Concealed Paradise
by Dark One
Posted: Saturday, August 2, 2003 Word Count: 241 Summary: A losely based re-work of the 'A City Dwelling Paradise' based on some very good suggestions. Is this any better? |
Paradise Concealed
Into the light of a concealed paradise’s love
I escape to uncharted serenity
Revitalised by the natural air
I find myself overwhelmed with youth and vitality
The angels play here in the remnants of Eden
Their peaceful song carried by the fresh breeze
That gently whispers in my ear
And rustles tranquillity through the trees
With only shards of light breaking the still
I know this is as close to heaven as I will tread
But ruefully I must return to the city of lead
Into the dark of the human machine’s nest
I return to proverbial commotion
Suffocated by the polluted air
I find myself subdued with age and deterioration
The devils infect this post human invasion
Their triumphant anthem screams on the storm
That gradually corrodes my mind
And from their ravages perdition has formed
The disease is malignantly killing us all
I know this is the inevitable path I will follow
Leaving paradise for hell to swallow
This is a war and the battle lines are drawn
For which side to take the heart is torn
The army of green with all that’s serene
Or the army of lead that keeps us well fed
No matter where you chose to rest your faith
The modern Gods are forever hungry
And will consume the Mother’s art
Taking away the few precious drops of heaven left
And without the beating of the Mother’s fragile heart
We are lost
Into the light of a concealed paradise’s love
I escape to uncharted serenity
Revitalised by the natural air
I find myself overwhelmed with youth and vitality
The angels play here in the remnants of Eden
Their peaceful song carried by the fresh breeze
That gently whispers in my ear
And rustles tranquillity through the trees
With only shards of light breaking the still
I know this is as close to heaven as I will tread
But ruefully I must return to the city of lead
Into the dark of the human machine’s nest
I return to proverbial commotion
Suffocated by the polluted air
I find myself subdued with age and deterioration
The devils infect this post human invasion
Their triumphant anthem screams on the storm
That gradually corrodes my mind
And from their ravages perdition has formed
The disease is malignantly killing us all
I know this is the inevitable path I will follow
Leaving paradise for hell to swallow
This is a war and the battle lines are drawn
For which side to take the heart is torn
The army of green with all that’s serene
Or the army of lead that keeps us well fed
No matter where you chose to rest your faith
The modern Gods are forever hungry
And will consume the Mother’s art
Taking away the few precious drops of heaven left
And without the beating of the Mother’s fragile heart
We are lost