Wax Golem

Translucent

And dripping

Pieces

Of flesh



And soul



Scatter

And splatter

With every

Footstep



And choice



Removing

And stripping

Historical

Landmarks



And thoughts



Of yesterday

And tomorrow

In every

Conquest



And suicide



Raping

And killing

The potential

Fires



And blooms







Taking

And stealing

Feelings of

Innocence



And purity





*     *     *





The pieces

Stagnate

And solidify

With purpose



And strength



Uniting

And gathering

Momentum

In numbers



And defiance



Imposing

And ensuring

Chronology

In records



And memory



Of yesterday

And tomorrow

In every

Whim



And detail





Nursing

And kindling

The potential

Fires



And blooms



Giving

And sharing

Feelings of

Warmth



And happiness



The candles burn!



*     *     *



The candles die…



Only wax remains

In flat pools

Of faith



And hope



That the Golem

Shall rise

And deliver

The promise

Of rebirth



And forgiveness



To those

In

His path.


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Wonder what made you write these beautiful lines. Words arranged in perfect melody...