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by Sheila Sullivan
 
No one understands me.
I only obey my own nature.
I hate these cages; I want to be free.
Destroying isn't my only purpose.
Surviving is all these humans see.

Perhaps there is someone who could survive.
One who is not destroyed by what I am.
So far I only kill or die as they thrive.
Can there be a peace or only enmity?
Is the enemy all I am as long as I'm alive?

There are some who work without killing.
They are symbiotic and give as well as live.
Could I be like that? Am I willing...
To live and thrive without death?
I am a predator. Ebola. Man finds me chilling.

No. I must follow my own craft.
I cannot remake myself to suit my prey.
There will be no stopping despite Man's wrath.
The Masters made me to keep them strong.
I will not leave the Creators' path.

Someday the Masters will return.
Then those who killed me in the past...
Will be the first ones that I burn.
My death can never be forever.
The Creators will teach and Man will learn!

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