Through all chaos, through all fright,
I can't help but think about the cloudy skies…
These skies have no stars; will never shine
Since all this mayhem started; from the beginning of time.
Justice, peace, freedom
All lost on the day when I
Saw the skies turn gloomy, filled with smoke, with no shine
Since all this mayhem started; from the beginning of time.
Everyone sits and ponders
About the world's deepest wonders…
Yet no one ever wondered how or why
All this mayhem started; from the beginning of time.
Yet, one boy, one who has wondered why
This world is corrupt, filled with no bright, starry shine
This boy, he has the power to connect the worlds…
And end this mayhem…and change what has started since the beginning of time.
This one boy, one who has courage, determination…
This one boy will save the world from greatest destruction.
I am not on his side; I wish I was, but never would be
Still…this one boy can end all of this…and change what has started.
I, the father who he never knew…truly believe that he can save the world.
He will accomplish what my companions and I first started out, but never completed
For he knows the mistakes he makes…
And he will not give up…
OOOO
This is a really bad poem...I typed it up on an email to my friend. Flames are accepted; I'm not a great poet to start in the first place.