Nothing And No One: Someone Dead

I who am nothing
In the eyes of society
I who own nothing
I whom they cannot contain
I who ride at the edges of consciousness
I need no immortality
For I have seen the tidal wave of time
Consuming all that once was
Destroyer of worlds
Great eye who outlast the sun
What am I to you?

I am the one they call inferior
I am the one who receives spite
Oh yes I was a fool
A pilgrim marching to death
Oh yes they cut my arms
And the blood is everywhere
Do you want to see the scars?
I who am blindfolded
Like an old man I cannot find
My way around
I see nothing besides
The slow decay of any meaning
We once had
I see a loosening of bonds
I see hate I see death

I had a vision
When I was sitting
At a deserted beach
I saw the flowers giving their seeds
I saw the ocean slowly consuming the beach
The roots of trees inexorably crushing stones
I saw what has happened since
The beginning of time
I saw that none of what I have experienced
Was alien to where I lived

The laughter of God is heard
The streets now becomes a battlefield
I saw a great upheaval take place
And I saw hands soaked in blood
The desolation had come
I saw hate I saw death

About Emil Hjort

Nothing and no one. I am not important. I had a vision in which I saw God, and I have made it my mission in life to tell others about the existence of metaphysical realms beyond this material world.
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