Prologue I: The Fall

And so they fell, defeated and broken.
The Loved Ones,
No longer loved by their Father – Their King.
Cast out for the crime of daring to live by self-design.
And so they fell, like shooting stars.
Broken and burning.
Wings twisted, torn – useless.


And so they landed…

– Malik Mor

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7 thoughts on “Prologue I: The Fall

  1. “Cast out for the crime of daring to live by self-design ”

    Such an impacting line from an overall striking and beautiful poem.

    Like

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