Endless Dance
By Jackie Almasy
Point of View: Yuna
Forever dancing
Lights of the Dead endlessly surrounding
Young innocence destined to meet a fatal ending
Screams of pain carry out into the blood red sky, forever being
Am I forever dreaming
For that is what it seems
The blistering red sun
Could not make me smile no matter what the fun
For the touch of death was in the air
No, it was not fair
Our world seemed doomed to an endless cycle
No matter how we fought, we lost like a heart pierced by an icicle
The sound of children's blissful laughter
Now charred by Sin's disaster
The once blue sky
Now red from sorrows cry
And yet I cannot be found weeping
I must continue my dancing
The cascade of rainbows colors
Raising in a haunting wave of wonders
Leaving their watery tomb
To seek the Farplanes womb
I cannot stop
These souls must not be forgot
Higher and higher they rise
Spinning endlessly in dance of the old and wise
Cries of despair meeting the screams of relief
Sometimes it is hard to continue belief
It's an endless continuation
Sometimes it seems there is no salvation
They begin to depart
The living feeling like their being ripped apart
The endless spiral of death
Sins evil wrath
How long till we repent our sins
How long till the light wins
And yet I cannot be found weeping
I must continue my dancing
This was inspired by the Kilika Sending, more poems are too come.
By Jackie Almasy
Point of View: Yuna
Forever dancing
Lights of the Dead endlessly surrounding
Young innocence destined to meet a fatal ending
Screams of pain carry out into the blood red sky, forever being
Am I forever dreaming
For that is what it seems
The blistering red sun
Could not make me smile no matter what the fun
For the touch of death was in the air
No, it was not fair
Our world seemed doomed to an endless cycle
No matter how we fought, we lost like a heart pierced by an icicle
The sound of children's blissful laughter
Now charred by Sin's disaster
The once blue sky
Now red from sorrows cry
And yet I cannot be found weeping
I must continue my dancing
The cascade of rainbows colors
Raising in a haunting wave of wonders
Leaving their watery tomb
To seek the Farplanes womb
I cannot stop
These souls must not be forgot
Higher and higher they rise
Spinning endlessly in dance of the old and wise
Cries of despair meeting the screams of relief
Sometimes it is hard to continue belief
It's an endless continuation
Sometimes it seems there is no salvation
They begin to depart
The living feeling like their being ripped apart
The endless spiral of death
Sins evil wrath
How long till we repent our sins
How long till the light wins
And yet I cannot be found weeping
I must continue my dancing
This was inspired by the Kilika Sending, more poems are too come.
