Foot Steps of a Ghost
The stars shivered in the open sky, all asking "why"?
Heaven was painted black, the cold dry air took all life turning it a dead blue
Rays of distant light illuminated small parts of the dark sky
And again in all the gossip, a star asked "who"?
Empty fields, frozen rivers, lakes and even oceans stood solid
Blue, a bit purple but lots of black painted the sad scenery an ugly timid
Where was the world now? Where was the super powers of the world?
All life was killed, the sun no longer burned, a dwarf it stood dead
Buldings toppled, mountains of ashes stood as proof that men once walked
Ashes of the dead took flight, and ugly sight indeed
For once the minds of men spoke out in tounges, now whom did they freed?
Again a speechless creation, not a sound lingered around, a silence for the stars didn't talk
No where to look, no where to seek a life
All alone, I stood to my eyes I saw I had no body, nor a body
A walking mind with sight! Where was I, what was I
O' the world was nothing, no life, did I die?
An endless journey I saw the most brilliant light to ever dress my eyes
A feeling so pure, so filling I had found the doorway to heaven, alas I was home joy at most
Overwhelming desire to live came over me, for this was the end of all cries
But out of no where I awoke, a terrible dream it was, I stood on the foot steps of a ghost
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