I Spoke to Darkness

I spoke to darkness
one stormy night
in deep meditation
asking darkness
to give me wisdom my eyes were closed
a reply came from the abyss
"your soul knows
but your mind cannot interprit
I shall give you now
knowledge from all the scriptures
new and old"

"woe, woe humanity

you ignore the plague
that so destroys and corrupts
making your very essence unpleasing"

oh darkness hence forth

"a man made disease
came into the earth
making even the most
fit, strong, wise.
unhealthy, week, foolish.
this disease, no plague
humans hold dear
it's their judge
it's their love
but to those without
it's their hurt
it's power orignates
from humanity's imagination
that gives it such power
inprsioning, chocking mankind
'til it may not breath
the ones who love this plague
and no it's true purpose
will be praised in the end
for this reason
those who have the cure
shall not cure it
until even those who taught they were mighty
shall fall...
when reconcilation comes
it will be to late
fake gods will come to make themselves great
and cure the plague
that they themselves made"