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Array ( [sid] => 126807 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Sins of the Immortal [time] => 2006-10-11 19:30:01 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I am the last of the first people,
My children will be the first of the last-
To wake and walk to a future long past,
Buried and forgotten in the sands of time
Like the resting place of an ancient slave,
And dig in the earth a place to sleep-
A bedroom or a grave.

For I come from that land,
Untrodden by angels and unseen by man-
Where time and beauty exist to weep,
When reality becomes perception
And perception lies in slumber deep,
Not ever trembled by steps above
For silence is a terrible reception.

Yet the unattainable is carved in stone
While my life is spelled out in the dust-
Never to falter but forever to rust,
And fear the future but hate the past
With an anger surpassed only by lust
For some final end to attain,
And a role that fulfill I must.

Because I am the end of the beginning,
And the beginning of the end-
For I hate my father but his flock I tend,
To wander around in midnight light
I have no master but feel like an escaped slave,
With no place to go, save for one place
The grave.

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Sins of the Immortal

Contributed by Matthew on Wednesday, 11th October 2006 @ 07:30:01 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished

I am the last of the first people,
My children will be the first of the last-
To wake and walk to a future long past,
Buried and forgotten in the sands of time
Like the resting place of an ancient slave,
And dig in the earth a place to sleep-
A bedroom or a grave.

For I come from that land,
Untrodden by angels and unseen by man-
Where time and beauty exist to weep,
When reality becomes perception
And perception lies in slumber deep,
Not ever trembled by steps above
For silence is a terrible reception.

Yet the unattainable is carved in stone
While my life is spelled out in the dust-
Never to falter but forever to rust,
And fear the future but hate the past
With an anger surpassed only by lust
For some final end to attain,
And a role that fulfill I must.

Because I am the end of the beginning,
And the beginning of the end-
For I hate my father but his flock I tend,
To wander around in midnight light
I have no master but feel like an escaped slave,
With no place to go, save for one place
The grave.

Copyright © Matthew ... [ 2006-10-11 19:30:01]
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Re: Sins of the Immortal (User Rating: 1 )
by starry_night on Thursday, 12th October 2006 @ 01:19:38 AM AEST
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An excellent write ... loved the flow, the rhyme ... the idea and images you portrayed ... well done. Jan

Re: Sins of the Immortal (User Rating: 1 )
by BobbyZimmerman on Thursday, 12th October 2006 @ 05:59:33 PM AEST
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I agree with Jan...another great write...keep up the fantastic work.

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