Ashes of the past,
fire of the future.
Tears and the cries,
sparkle in the demon's eyes. Creation tests the creator,
master becomes the creation's slave. Thirst for blood,
blood becomes the sweet rain. Silence screams,
shouting for mercy.
Doom and despair, everywhere Home becomes prison,
prison becomes home.
Leader becomes dictator,
ruining the whole world.
The time has gone when work was done for a cause,
now it's just applause.
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Sun dies, so does the moon.
The soul dies,
all that is left is the ashes of the past, and the fire of the future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem