Beneath a crimson sky
Swirls it's choking nebula
An approaching silence settles
Dust has fallen
The human aftermath
Like a blanket pulled to rest
Upon the many shades of death
A stolen breath isolated
An atmosphere annihilated
Lungs imploding
A whisper and a prophecy
See the fallen
Impaled with peeled eyes
Upon their own protection
This is not
A beautiful vision
For the little girl
Just over there
With a fragment of a star
Glittering in her eye
She holds her dolly
With her left arm
As her right no longer exists
Bequeathed to the watchers
As the hours of destruction
Becomes to live
What of the child
Our impending future
and this real atomic particle
Staged inside a worldly hologram
Talks of quantum jumping
The bubble universe theory
The realm of Gods paradise
The belief of mysticism
And the ability to move
From one life to another
Arguments of war
And the right for justice
Remove your arms
Unstable presidents
False clergymen
Evil dictators
Suggestive matrix
Our physical reality is nothing
But a very elaborate mirage
For every decision of man
There is another universe
Religion and Christianity
Atheists and cults
Love and hate
Birth and death
The phenomenon of choice
And the alternate
Where we live on and on...
