I walk among them
Faces reflect their needs
Shadows of what could be

Envisioning their peace

Travelling towards nothing

Imprisoned they wander
Enslaved to what befalls them
Traverse a path unknown


The eyes are the windows to the soul
Visions of one's condition

Tomorrow is mirrored in those orbs
The value of one's control
I stare into the dead eyes

Vacant of understanding
A hunger quenched within
Until the choice to awaken


A stirring in my presence
To light the proper path

Seeing joy of a babe reborn
Adopting what would be mine


Dead eyes tell my reasons
For birth, life and death
Resurrection to secure my love

From evil's complacent grip

Today is your choice

Do not ponder long
I will be told to gather
What was purchased on the tree


Go, those who are mine
Set in motion my seeding

Harvest the weary caste
Proceed for the time is almost here?.go