Mighty hand of God crashed down
scattering faithful all around
screams cut through the dark and gloom
echoes from the massive tomb
Eden destroyed
Nirvana a mirage
entirety of history just a collage
memories meaningless as forgotten dreams
mixing and melting of mental extremes
bold promise of no sorrow
anticipation of no pain
no hope for happy tomorrows
yet no snow and no steel rain
the white dove is lost
did she ever exist?
her loveless reply is given
no peace
and no bliss
no longer a future
and never a past
the present is scattered
like storm-shattered glass
cry out if you hear me
reach out if you feel
and answer me one thing:
is anything real?
