I'M Sorry Gaia Poem by Blake Val Noir

Standing like the sentinal gate keepers,
moving like time stood still,
the colossus endeavours fortuitous weepers,
could not save but only kill.

They augmented to abyss,
and so elongated to premiss,
lost inbetween the between,
to the fate of Babylon,
not reveling the forseen,
or prizing gratuitous megalodon.

Crazed illogic swelled,
forced down in deep,
hold tight be handheld,
for death will bore and creep.

Elixir breathed coeternally,
over the breed that hast betray,
the worlds heart burst internally,
let the life and blood cry away.

Great gold inbibed by all,
for this I trust we fall,

Strive, deprive dropp to non-entity,
create, abide and peace will follow,
live, die, fulfill identity,
side by side, stride and wallow with lost pride.