Three Stigmata

Parasite blood consumes
Last hectares of fertile land
History halts to a standstill
Its tides dead as death itself

Elders perish, offspring falters
Bloodlines break in thousands
Forgotten victims of an unclaimed, nameless epoch
The longest wait endures

Religions die, preaching wanes
No solutions the scriptures hold
Few yet fly banners of yore
Herald a vision they never saw
And never witnessed

Architects of metropolis past
Of lethal reactors fuelled by death
Sacrifice shaped into fortunes of the few
Until the engine blew

Pyres of stillborn ancestry warm the night
The longest wait outlives us all!

The reek of hypocrisy hangs heavy in the air
Its venom invades our lungs
Such welcome cleansing essence; it purifies our souls
In its wisdom it teaches us

Venture not to challenge the state of affairs
There’s nothing left to salvage out there
Just fire, death, and ash
With prayers fill thy being
Extinction eclipsed

Now go forth; shine my scion
Deformed, oblivious child
Inherit the world for your possession
Our bane is now thine

Reanimate this bleak façade
Spoiled with defunct gears
May this closing act of man be worthy of Remembrance!