Dearest Child

Well, in the middle of the night I tend to do various things, some of them would lead to some questioning my sanity, but tonight I wrote some sort of philosophical song/poem thing, then I made a video of me singing it, then I posted it here.... I have a cold and its midnight.Dearest child of the dawn, ardent hero, distant flame,

I have looked upon the world, and seen a withering plane.

Dearest child of the night, burning shadow, virulent flame,

I shall not bend to you, nor shall I to utopia?s maze.

Dearest child of the mind, callous creature without soul,

There is more to this world, then what your reason would hold.

Dearest child of the heart, empyrean flower, gentle hand,

I long to see your face amongst this blighted soulless land.

And so I?d venture, through the dark, without a guide, or challenge to face,

I?d see what lays for me among this muddling human race.

I should dearly like a hand, in this blighted soulless land, but there would be no such a hand.

I?m alone with bestial man.

But my senses were roused, by a sonorous sound, an angel?s song, and with its presence I felt again, sweet solace? serenity.~ Nicholas Balstone

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