Verity

After all is said and done, Before the summer's end Cradling our broken Dreams when Everything is dead, after all the Fires fade and Greatness falls to ashes, Happiness a whispered rumor In seas of deadmen's tears Just to Keep Low spirits full through Meand'ring years, when No one's sure what Once they knew, and what the Point is now, when everyone's a bloodless Queen of Hearts and Love is Rare, all but forgotten... Shunning rays of daylight just To follow trails of stars Until the last black dreams of Verity are Wiped clean from all our minds, a Xenogenetic society, free from rights of birth, Yet undeterred from pursuing dreams of our own plastic-smiled Zealotry.