Our Hands of Chaos
We saw the apocalypse that was by our hands
We looked at the devastation and the carnage that was by us
I held your hand as the buildings fell and the sky collapsed
I whispered “Everything will be alright, Darling, I’ll take care of you” as the mountains toppled over and forests burned away
I stroked the back of your hand as tears filled our eyes and the wail of thousands rose up and then faded away
I never wanted for you to realize the carnage we were capable of
I never wanted the reveal the power that can be wiled so terribly
I only wanted to love you…
…but now we must start the Earth anew
Create life and love from the ashes of the past…
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Hear my words, may they move you in whatever direction your soul sees fit
"I am Not what I am"
~ Iago, Othello, the Moor of Venice
~ Iago, Othello, the Moor of Venice