There was once an era.
A period of time.
Where such things.
Were invisible to the naked eye.
Or to the mind of one.
Born with the innocence.
Soon to be pulled apart.
By the planetary movements.

And the force of terrestrial dominance.
Savages move along the conveyors of life.
Coinciding with the sovereign.
The overseer of neglect and bile.

All the rivers that run through our home.
Are one with the eye of the throne.
Factions at times, desensitized.
Though fall within the cracks.
Soon to never see the sun rise again.
Upon years and constant repetition.
Of pouring the relief of pain.
Lifeless upon being alive.

There was once an era.
A period of time.
Where such things.
Were invisible to the naked eye.
Or to the mind of one.
Born with the innocence.
Soon to be pulled apart.
By the planetary movements.

All the rivers that run through our home.
Are one with the eye of the throne.
Factions at times, desensitized.
Though fall within the cracks.
Soon to never see the sun rise again.
Upon years and constant repetition.
Of pouring the relief of pain.
Lifeless upon being alive.

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