I've lived through shadows of the past

To search for truth until the last

Of breaths, this mortal mantle drew

To know the wisdom of the few.

Vast reasons through some knowledge gained

Through time, through space

A higher plain.

And of the lessons

I have learned

I've none remembered

No thought returns

Condemned to live once more in pain

Repeat mistakes, again, the same.

Heed not, it seems, my former self

Regardless of where logic dwells.

For the heart is treacherous

Who can know?

What malice, deep inside may grow

A promise made is blindly held

And binds us as a jailer's cell.

Yet, beliefs esteemed as righteousness

Can turn against us in the end

Misshapen, twisted, used in greed

Still they try to plant the seed

The fool hears only flattery

Ignoring signs he should have seen

Too late, when mankind is no more

And knocks again,

on heaven's door.

(c) 1995 Kat Starwolf All Rights Reserved