About a year and a half ago, I wrote this poem that was inspired by Marty's [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jTyGWXX4ve8] "Ghosts and Glass" extended piano mix [/url]. I posted it on Facebook then, but have since wanted to share it with all of you guys. Feedback is more than welcomed, as always. :) “Ghosts and Glass” [Saturday, June 18, 2011] An eternal fight for the deliverance of hope; This cyan clad can barely take any more desperation, For the brink of this planet’s fall is ever fleeting— Soon to be reduced to ash and glass by these devils; The monsters that are motivated by their “Gods”, (The last offering to the knight of solace,) An eternal exodus to the shores of peace; A fate that is befalling this planet of once pure beauty, I can’t help but feel a sense of loss— The lives of the brothers I once was apart of; Lonely abstractions of vain remembrances and crushed dreams, (Taken from the most anxious of hearts,) My duty as a currier has come to its end. This last stand shall mark the courage of humanity— A fight destined to be both won and lost, Despite my inevitable end on this charred planet; Just as how it started, this is how the world ends. (Is the serenade of the planet’s final harmony of dissonance;) As told by the ghosts of the gods, there will be another time, Not through me, but through the knight of solace; These monsters and their covenant’s resolve will eventually shatter— Not with a whimper, but a bang. And although our victory was close, we would not live to see it. (The eternal and loving light of the ancients.) Now, we belong to this desolate world: Our body, our armor, everything— All burned and turned to glass… Except our courage; A gift of hope for the salvation of life. (And with that, humanity will rebuild.)