Once upon a time on earth!!

The painted armies of Cats
And the hordes of painted Dogs
Met in a Battlefield strewn with barley
Armor weighted Armor
upon that burdend earth mother
Until the field was flowing red
with her own blood.
Fathers torched pyres
as young as their sons.
As anger drew god to our pointless squabbles,
So they could test our folly
With an eon of disease and destruction..
Though when men saw truth
of his menace Unreal
They scrambled and panicked for their own survival...
Old Gods lost some color, a bit those days.

Lost was the shade
of the days of dark.
Crimsoned hard in all
the blood slick..
Survival bought man,
an appetite for ambition.
Ambition christened him
with greed's motivation.
He torched earth's lands full with forests
He dug those playgrounds of his childhood's gardens..

He built a world rampant and coarse;
Needy and soaked in his own vices.
Fought many wars that his mother would pay.
First In blood then in misery paled with pain and destruction,
As Moaning in agony lost was our sweet caring mother.
As we are Separated in an all eternal fight
for color and tongue..
She will not hate us, we all are her children,
but this had to stop..
It's all too long we have soaked her Lap
with her own hearts's blood.
So now the winds as we speak,
have changed oncemore,

As we look back at death and survival!

Ask me who stands to lose??

When The New God spew fury in wake
of his anger
Masked in a age of disease and destruction..
When People burn pyres now
as high as their families.

I Ask you who stands to lose??

All the Gods are losing some color again
a little and little , a little more everyday...