Weeping Birth Then The Moon Came
A whistling breath suddenly escaped from my cracked
lips
When I turned back to see
That the stones of the temple I had just finished
building
Were lying scattered under the mocking cold rays of the
sun
I was still able to hear the faded laughter of the vile
ones
Who were fleeing away, forgetting as they were running
That the palace they had crushed
Was equally precious to me as my own life
The work of a life
The passion of a quest
Denied
Destroyed
My eyes, that had seen the sparkle in the dark,
Were now beholding the remains
Of a fervour that had been sentenced to death
By the blindness of a race
As I collapsed, like those stones had just done
My betrayed face hit the frozen ground
Then the moon came and chased away the agitation of the
light
Lying there, feeding from the coldness of the earth
My thoughts started to wander in an incarnate trance
Echoing from within but beholding the outside
Thus a dark seed started growing in my veins
Blackening my vital fluids and withering my feelings
From the ashes of my broken dream I will rise
And like wolf among sheep
Spread a deserved terror within the flock
Like wolf among sheep…
For suckled at the teat of motherly presence
I was fed with poison
I know what the instinct is
Like wolf among sheep...
