A world Becoming,
To a vision such is ours,
The Valley planes of truth and reckoning,
Pave the path to society as we know it.
Yet we never question.
Our answers lie scarce.
Mortality is our fatal blow,
Our lives, the deception
Gud poem....
i dont like it
its not gory
and about death....
and blood
and guts...
and death...
all mine are gory..
and bloody and gutsy..
BAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA
but it was pretty gud..