Harbinger - Neaera

Inside this infant shell

I prematurely came of age

A childhood’s remnants

For nightmares of abysmal suffering

I carried the burden

To the edges of my soul

To spread the tale for those

Who are forced to scream without a mouth

You thousands, you millions

Behold the sound of my voice

You children of children

Remember the sound of my voice

Harbinger of the past

Keeper of a better tomorrow?

My eyes have gazed into a vortex of brutality

From the undertow

I surfaced and was washed ashore

I am an orphan, yet a child to all my memories

I am alone

Yet there are so many more

Like me

One of millions

Descended into chaos

Victims of minds infected

With all consuming hate

The rain of all these tears

Has cleansed my mind of anger

It has erased the urge

To retaliate