War of the worlds...

The union of at most necessity,
Disguised and delay under the perception of fear,
We walk through the battlefield of clashes,
The class of light and the darkness behind it,
The class of the dark hiding illumination from worlds long forgotten...

The union of heaven and hell,
Created revolutionary hybrids,
Took their due time to bloom,
Watched quietly as they slowly camouflaged,
This wretched disguised washed in prudish vain..

The wait for life,
Those folks in love,
Watched as friends turned foes and foes turned friends,
Silently watched as they transformed in wide open spaces,
Beneath mystic dirty roads..

They grew stronger as events had slowly been written in history,
Waiting for us to burn in  the fire we created,
Waiting for us to drown in the blood we chose to spare,
As cheap as pretentious respect,
As expensive in the tide of normalcy...

 They waited years until one day they ceased to wait,
They emerged and we burned,
Burned in the fire of fury,
Burned in the fire to strength,
Burned in the fire that bore no mercy...

The fitter chose to rejoice on battlefields filled with blood,
Blood of natures unfortunate sacrifice,
As the weaker emerged from the ashes,
Cut them down from artery to vein,
As they took back their kingdom, piece by piece.