This death is forever forgotten awakes neurons,
no minds essence capture your own thoughts.
Call me I hear nothing escaped the grip of love.
Holding fast desperation to the west winds,
yes winter whispers still, no more colours.
Fade in, motion upon motion we see worlds.
Gathering angels to cleanse we come.
Our masters gain on destruction no more.
Clear hear the words falling cavern no end.
Awake generations in technologies open blind.
grains of sand between our fingers the bloodshed.
We come, gatherers of lost souls in pain.
Comfort confusion seek redemption light your candles.
Light evaporates as oceans fall taking my life,
We never knew the truth it’s distortion of shallow minds.
Only mothers know pain I am a lost child in God,
to cry, why never knowing on broken minds,
you already know.
© Nicholas Leslie MMXVII