A Breath Out Of TunebyRandi Grail©
Spanning from horizon to eternity,
electric storms rage overhead,
while a million ground bound
beacons holler "I am here"
into the void.
There, among them, yet another
turns the other way,
and peers at peers
instead of swaying, chanting
in adoration of the skies,
and sees the world for real.
A god eat god scenario,
while dogs in desperation trample
and pile their brothers' bodies
to maybe, maybe taste
the lightning of their sky god,
laughing ever out of reach
at their feeding frenzy folly.
and joins again the chanting masses.
Maybe, oh maybe,
salvation will come from above,
and not from within, after all.