Glimmer

Sweet heart, young love

My clay molded by the winds of hate

Sweet heart, my child

Grown in my dark womb

The image of myself mirrored,

Projected out into the world

This cold cruel reality

Sweet heart, come to me

Princess, heir of my throne

Lay here in my weak arms

As we stare out of our ruined castle

Up into the stormy sky

Raging wars above and below

Painting the landscape

In scarlet and midnight brushstrokes

Framed by dark grey clouds

Sweet heart, I am sorry

What queen am I?

A terrible mother, it is true

For I was unable to shield you

From human sin and wickedness

Our world, our home, our ancestor's gold

Their pride, sweat and tears

Milleniums of hopes and dreams

Now dare we see...

Those dreams, but crumbling remains

Ruined and fallen from bloody hands

Towers and churches, pinacles of faith

Defeated, kneel before mankind's evil

Shrouded in blinding darkness

Boundless oblivion, it coats our world in crimson

Shattered hearts like shattered glass

What hope is there now,

For our future brethren?

See sweet heart,

Your innocent eyes that would shine so pure

Are defiled by murder and bloodshed

As our kin fight below

Without thought or emotion

Broken machines programmed for destruction

Violence...chaos...anarchy

They are spellbound by hate

Poor souls addicted to inflicting pain

Neighbours they were, in humanity and country

Meant to live in peace and harmony

The world, built for utopia,

Now destroyed and dying

Oh, how broken human souls are!

My heart burns, blazing with shame and heartache

Thunder claps and shakes me with every beat

Every breath I dare to release

As if my body is tearing at the seams

Dressed in scarlet finery

Decaying, piece by piece

Sweet heart, darling

I know the sky keeps crying

I remember a time...

So long ago it seems...

A golden purity of love, bliss and harmony

Made our country sparkle like diamonds

As sunshine brought us smiles and hope

Still, here my crown glimmers so

As the civil wars stretch on and on

Here, sweet heart

My final action before I depart

I pass this throne onto you now

Heir of my fallen kingdom

To carry on the torch of legacy

Forget me in the past as you march forth

To mend the torn reality

That is our war-torn country

Sweet heart, I am sorry for the burden

Placed on your small shoulders

But I believe in you,

Become a path that leads our people

Out of this miserable fighting

In this dark world I leave with my failures

Glimmer bright, my sweet heart