Skeletal Remains Ii

In the remains of the day Looking away into the planes Green horizons void at the end Of the gray dawn man washes His façade and the pain A bitter rain Pride of a prodigal sun His beloved the envision pawn Scream of rage in the FACE of the loss On sable sand where death had ran Wondering in his sons lineage Image of man watching the falling rain Like golden mana, falling, falling On the bones of his humanity Logic twisted tragedy in the opening act The genesis of the one The rising gun the empirical sum The running of the dark dominions sun High, silhouetted in crosses on a mount of bone Marking Adams Empire Seeing the exploding light Desolation’s Tower rise… Seeing the remains The truth like dried flash hanging Living in a coil of primitive fury Awash in delicate oils of lives toil At the corner of an ill creation Is the corrupted soil Waiting for the righteous born On sable sand raise Fill the wells of the loss The skeleton remains Of a dream one once lived… Golden Now the runes of the earth In the fragments of gray daylight Long buried away…