Poetry/story about a fight against extinction. Part 1 |
"Son of Tomorrow" Part 1 Another cold day, for Father and son, Lost in a time, to fight With a gun... All that was green, is Covered in ice, Was lost long ago, as Well as sunlight.. Dirty grey snow, blankets The earth, Mothers are gone, assisting In birth.. Creating a life, for Something unknown, Feeding on Flesh, Collecting our bones.. Hunting at night, by Sensing our heat, Or by a pulse, from A heartbeat.. A father and son, fight To survive, Not giving up, by staying Alive... Pushing through fear, Driven by hate, Selected to live, assuming It's fate.. Sleeping in sewers, hiding From creatures, Spider like eyes, are their Facial features, Leathery skin, finger Tip claws, Monkey like arms, Slowly they crawl... Suction cup legs, climbing The trees, Watching for life, waiting To feed.. Spotting an image, glowing From heat, Crawling in close, grinding It's teeth... Attacking with force, gripping It's prey, Shredding a sack, taking the Bait.. Out rang a shot, igniting A flame, Producing a squeal, resulting In pain, Another one down, hunting A nest, Finding a Queen, completing A quest.. An army of hell, protecting Their Queen, Mothers in pods, breeding Machines, Creeping through tunnels, Surrounded by dark, Slowly they stalk, making Their mark. Loaded with jars, a moment Of placid, Shattering glass, burning From acid, Passing the gates, smell of Burnt skin, Killing her guards, letting Them in, Out of the dark, snatching His son, Surrounded by death, now Aiming his gun, Taking a shot, an echo Of pain, Freeing his Son, going Insane, Surrounded by death, a Father is doomed, Telling his Son, goodbye With a boom, Buried by rubble, caused by A blast, His son is in silence, to Honor his past, Forever my Father, I'm Finding my mother, Avenging your death, and Of my brothers, Grabbing the rifle, he kisses His Dad, All that was good, is turning To bad, Inside he is hollow, stripped Of his love, Now is a Warrior, sent From above, Strength of a god, taking Their breath, A Son has gone mad, bringing Them death, Giving her orders, she wants Him alive, To torture his soul, to see What's inside, Now what has risen, a Queen had Created, A boy with a heart, filled with A hatred, Now comes a story, a son Of the future, To battle a queen, her Army of creatures.. Welcome to " The Son of Tomorrow" |