2 children burn a car down
2 children dance around it with no control
2 children see the world as a sea of Love
These 2 children know they can never be sold
They open the waters to break the world free
But the world will never see... The world may never know.
The floods have flown to the east
And there they meet a great beast
With a presence soo discreet
A Lion is heard making a squeak
A deal is laid on the table
All is true, there is no fables
Each would be made
No delusions, no shade
One burns the flames of a thousand mystical fires
The other radiates the beauty of everyones most passionate desires
Both come together knowing a change is dire
Both have dreams, stands, beliefs, purposes, accomplishments, goals, wishes but still labeled pariahs
The Love is relevant
The Fire is eminent
They move uncelibate
But they know their motives are never to hurt
Heathans of today, revolutionaries of tomorrow
"For some knowledge, you may borrow
No need to give it back for we are all children of the same sorrow" says the one who burns the flame
"All hands on deck to lift up our tomorrow
No beast, no fury can stand up to our never ending light to prosper" says the one who Loves the fight
They rise up their fist and shout out their name
They rank high on this pedestal and believe not in no shame
For they see the sins in all man's faces
And believe we fall under the same graces
"Read peoples thoughts?"
They would know not to intrude
For having this ability would even be rude
Respect a man's privacy, respect a man's Life
They see that Life has true value
They speak their ideology to the world
They fight to make sure that their message is being heard
For they don't fight for petty greed
They rather be sacrifices and make the world free
The Love opens the heart and the mind
While the Fire burns the passion that makes us divine
They are gurus of their time
They don't keep track of their mystical finds
Love and effort is all you will find
When you walk to these soldiers
Gems are only in sight
Swine might be sinful
But even a pig shows Love to all of his kinfolk
They ravage the lands, they play not for the soft folks
Any hatred in their plan comes off as a soft joke
They are warriors in their prime who forget what the past wrote
They walk calmly and gracefully on Life's tightrope
"Who are they?" Says those that wonder
"We are just flesh of this earth. All of our differences are made and decided by different witnesses." Says the Fire
To them, walking on Earth was a blessing. They took nothing for granted, barefoot in the grass so they can feel humble with the plants there.
The world opens their eyes to them. They finally see their world as it opens up. So far, it's just the same as their own world. The world found the empathy it was looking for.
Two children born from different powers are here to show the world how the battle between good and evil can be devoured. This is their hour. What will be of the world's tomorrow? They move diligent and intelligent to give the world a gift that it has felt soo ravenous for: A heart that bleeds the flames of a God and a pariah.
Empathy.
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