My Last Life in Poetry

The time of the Four Suns
Has come and gone
One swallowed the other
One became brown
While the other
Collided with the One that devours
And the Six Moons
Scattered about
Destroying and recreating
Until Justice came
To balance it all out

I’ve finally come back to life
After meditating
On my design and place
Reflecting the mirrors
Dividing time
Peering through
Each echo of life
As my soul
Creates a big bang
Before the memories are taken away
With a breath
I open my eyes
The Sun is held in place
With its rays
Dominating the sky
Warming my soul
As I feel alive
For the first time

I am announcing
That this is my last life
I’m just tired of coming back
To this lie
The one we create
Except you choose to sedate
Leaving chaos to destroy fate
I’ll leave my knowledge
So, in time
I’ll see you when we all collide