The Drifter in the Sphere
The darkness was calming yet void of hope

A crowd sprawled under the green sky
Heaven is tearing apart and stars crashing
An exodus commanded by a faceless king
Each one to ride a giant legged transport
A beast of steel to move the masses
Though not everyone is granted pass
For the ones privileged must bear a mark
Those turned away must stay and rot
Not everyone is welcomed to travel
This is one trip I must make
I marked myself with a counterfeit
I was granted in and took my ride
They quarantined us on a tube
Once cleansed, we are elevated to board
I levitated, but not to the legged transport
Diverted, intertwined and spiraled below
I was certain that I will be punished
My deceit did not get me to salvation
The fall grew faster ready to break my bones
But at the end, I floated and drifted in shadow
The darkness was calming yet void of hope
I’ve come to terms that this is my fate
A speckle among nothingness that’s who I am
Then panels of light popped one by one
These windows surround me, I’m enclosed in sphere
A face with no eyes appears ready to pass judgment
It was humbling to be in its presence
How small I am compare to the powers that be
It asked me, If I was ready for the truth
At that moment, that’s when my quest for answers begin
About the Creator
TJ Decena
I am a Calgary based writer, screenwriter, poet and author.
Writing saved me.
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