Gods Lost

We were kings in some ages, Gods in others .now we are but dust, renditions of human cliches. vivid imaginations spreading across the vast empty calling for us to come home .but there is no home for the reviled the outcast, we have seen and know the corruption within, the taste on the tongue is as acid eating away the flesh, come see our wisdom, come feel our pain it is bliss .tantalize by the voices inside creating company within solitude.