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Edited on Fri Jan-08-10 01:03 AM by shadowknows69
Hearken to me children if your ears take the dare Gather and listen to the Prophecies of Asu. That is my name and my tale now begins; Please, take a chair.
I bring you no tale of happy new years Instead a story to bring about fear Freedom’s perilous dance now a pirouette Dangerous cycles continue, no change as of yet
Government all but usurped by greed Feeding the Lords’ never sated needs Walking on bones beneath their golden feet Those who fought for their wealth broken Sleeping homeless on miserable streets
The Kings of Freedom have merged Unholy alliances made. No ticket to the club Unless you can buy, kill or cheat your way in There’s the rub
The rest will be left to fight for scraps My children will eat each other to live Survival of the fittest between the least fit And Kings sitting on high with everything to give
But the downtrodden will arise. When there’s no hate left for themselves Eyes will turn to shining castles And other palaces the Kings may dwell
Three choices will befall us on that day Stand, be slaves or die When left no other choice or way People will find their own flag to fly
Wiser heads can still prevail Or, I fear, only blood and fire If they learn that all wealth will pale Compared to a desperate people’s ire
When Freedom looks like feudalism my end is near The monarchy expelled by patriots has returned Not just a single Lord writing our fate But a conglomerate of Kings Buying our loyalty with deceit and fear You, the people, heed these lessons you’ve learned Or, I fear, for Freedom, the years are growing late
I am Asu; I tell only what I see A possible future or one that will never be. -Asu
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