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by Red Sparowes



A Brief Moment of Clarity Broke Through the Deafening Hum, but It Was Too Late.
A Hail Of Bombs
Alone and Unaware, the Landscape Was Transformed in Front of Our Eyes.
A Message of Avarice Rained Down Upon Us and Carried Us Away Into False Dreams of Endless Riches.
A Mutiny
And By Our Own Hand Did Every Last Bird Lie Silent
"Annihilate the Sparrow, That Stealer of Seed, and Our Harvests Will Abound; We Will Watch Our Wealth Flood In."
As Each End Looms And Subsides
A Swarm
Buildings Began to Stretch Wide Across the Sky, and the Air Filled With a Reddish Glow.
Finally, As That Blazing Sun Shone Down Upon Us, Did We Know That True Enemy Was The Voice Of Blind Idolatry; And Only Then Did We Begin To Think For Ourselves.
Giving Birth To Imagined Saviors
In Every Mind
In Illusions Of Order
Like the Howling Glory of the Darkest Winds, This Voice Was Thunderous and the Words Holy, Tangling Their Way Around Our Hearts and Clutching Our Innocent Awe.
Mechanical Sounds Cascaded Through the City Walls and Everyone Reveled in Their Ignorance.
Millions Starved And We Became Skinnier And Skinnier, While Our Leaders Became Fatter And Fatter.
Our Happiest Days Slowly Began to Turn Into Dust.
The Great Leap Forward Poured Down Upon Us One Day Like a Mighty Storm, Suddenly and Furiously Blinding Our Senses.
The Sixth Extinction Crept Up Slowly, Like Sunlight Through the Shutters, as We Looked Back in Regret...
The Soundless Dawn Came Alive as Cities Began to Mark the Horizon.
Truths Arise
We Stood Transfixed In Blank Devotion As Our Leader Spoke To Us, Looking Down On Our Mute Faces With A Great, Raging, And Unseeing Eye.