City of Water, Hive of the Foolish

by Ryuhi Hikari

A poem about Mac Anu, as the chaotic waves are enclosing it and the Eight Phases bring doom upon the Capital of Water. Two stanzas, free verse.

A small free verse poem, that came into my mind, when we were suposed to write a poem in our English class. It is quite short and not all to well writen, but perhaps, you will still enjoy it. At least I hope so.

City of Water, Hive of the Foolish

Stretching far, the streets of water,

Glistening, reaching to the borders of this little World

You're lying before me, proud City, Mac Anu,

Divine by origin, corrupted by the waves of chaos,

Yet still living, still beautiful even though

Marked by the scars of Death and Deceat.

And they, who wander your streets, like ants,

With their boats on your channels, your venes,

Unknowing, not aware of the Shadow of Death,

Floating above you, like the ants,

Not knowing of the laws that protect this

Our World