In the gulf of the deepest black
Tips of glass shards take aim
As the prisms of fire step aside
And the silver orb completes the frame
Within the center of this view
Is the globe warmed and suspended
From where life is born...
To where beginnings will be ended
A hunting ground for the wicked
Gods with hateful appetites
Scour the surface of the land
For those who wish to taste the light
A motion I plead to liquid infinity
That I would beg but a morsel from thee
A trivial taste of your immortality
A mere trifle for a beggar like me...
Curious and imposing blades draw near
Trembling a fool hungers to face
But terrified retracts in sudden fear
Falling humble to earth's embrace
Shame within a simpleton's mind
Significance he begs or demands
And from the vast eyes of eternity
Wills the power of reprimand
Sharp lights descend coldly amused
To reveal harshly the reflected scars
Behold the punishment of the arrogant who
Would demand to become the stars
The Universe in cold brutality
Does not forgive when it summons the name
Of those hunted and trapped in delusion
Collared by the Jezebel
Known as Fame
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