1. We Will Become Silhouettes

Hello! I have "completed" my first poem for this project! I have to say it turned out way different than I had planned! 

When I first read the prompt, I thought of people walking away into the sunset. Then I figured it was a song title, so as I was searching for the song to listen too, I remembered the silhouettes that are left behind from victims of nuclear attacks. 

But that's what the song was about, and I didn't want to take their idea! So the gears in my head kept turning and I began to equate silhouettes with memories.

This poem takes you from Genesis to Revelation, the basic history (as I believe) of mankind. I hope you enjoy it!

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We Will Become Silhouettes

6/4/2011

I took a stroll across the planes of time,

Saturated in brevity and dappled with delight.

I sampled the anecdotes of stories once breathed,

Listening to the memories falling like rain.

I sat with the first man, discovering his world,

Oh how his eyes grew when he laid them on her!

I wept as I followed them out into their tomb,

The whole world withering to the scent of perfume.

I skimmed over the treasure destroying itself,

With the fighting and biting and shrieking of lies.

I sighed as I watched them flogging their love,

Disappointment encroaching like the dark and the dusk.

I rejoiced with Heavens that day he was born,

The diamond amid the filth and the muck.

I watched as they scourged him for speaking the truth,

And smiled when their weapons were never enough.

I saw how the treasure began preening itself,

As gemstones emerged from the wreckage of life.

I shielded my eyes from the light ever growing,

My hope gaining power with each satellite.

Now my breath shall not waver, my heart never fail,

Like these stories unwinding and winding with time.

And we will become silhouettes, staining the sky,

Graffiti remembering a time once passed by.