Written by: Victor P.
“Ends For Starts”
Behold, the ends for starts have come,
Manifestations of the following actions,
The train of consequence has rushed in
But surely not without any warnings
For so many were given and none were heeded.
In contrast to a fool’s end,
A catalyst for newness came,
Rebirth of such a pitiful one,
Such a sight for all near and far,
New vision kindled to soften a heart.
In oblivion is not found anyone’s end
For the end of soul is something not given to any
So bleed in vain and go philosophize until an epiphany.
In vain strain your voice and labor long,
The sun shall burn your fields,
The storms will wreck your buildings all.
Now you can see that you weren’t one of the blessed,
For so long you’ve cursed the Maker of it all,
Your pretense of surprise is hollow,
Away with all your pathetic lies!
Know that it’s what you’ve chosen
So now the consequences have come,
You could never hide from it, try as you may have.
You came with nothing and that’s how you will leave
So say goodbye to everything you ever thought was yours
For it shall all be taken from your cold, dead hands,
Be sure of it, you really have nothing!
What use is your foolish pride,
Amuse us if but for a moment,
Tell us why you choose to continue in your folly?
You reject the only way to Heaven
And you stand in denial of Hell.
See, the clock is now at hour eleven,
Your death your end shall tell.