Children of Paradise
Heaven must yield to glory
Accept our orphaned children
Come light gentle bathe
These black forgotten corridors
Distorted images of death
Dance imperious before our eyes
Struggling to live right
Surviving the darkened dread
In the calm balm of amnesia
We float in carefree laughter
Defying the anchoring ache
Inhaling expectant death
Exhaling desired life
Walking the dichotomous path
Twinned joy and pain
Offspring at heaven’s door
Inheritors lost upon this earth
Seeking to reclaim the future
Bastard products of despair
We live in the dark alleys of history
The sunless realms of loneliness
The blind lanes of misery
Mystic impossibility
We claim divine birth rights
Watching deep into midnight
For the promised sunrise
Insipid timid reality
In disfigured disguise
Life is stone and bone
For the children of paradise
Copyright © Omenge Nyamato | Year Posted 2016
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