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This is irony by ~Nazerath:iconNazerath:

Categories Literature > Poetry > General Poetry > Song


Is this irony?
Is this…what pain is?
Is this what truth means?

God of gods, savior of all
I’ve never prayed before
Yet now I don’t know
I don’t know what else to do

Dear sister, dearly beloved
What have you done?
Sister of mine, blindly robbed
Why has this come?

I fought a war in your name
And that of our saving grace
For the angels and our dreams
In the whispers at the seams

And here I see the truth
Here I see you have lied
Here I see that when you died
It was all for him

Is this irony?

I watched your shredded remains
Settle in the bloodstained hands of that man
I swore I would ride the trains
That night, I swore to avenge your deaths

I rode the trains sister
Just like we always dreamed

Dear Sister of Mine!
Why have you forsaken us!?
Why have you lied to us all!?
Why has our savior turned to death?!
WHY HAS REMION DESTROYED IT ALL!?

He was our light.
He was our hope.
He was our truth.

Is this irony?

Dear Sister of mine.
My beloved.
My hope.
My life.

Dear Sister of mine.
Betrayer of mankind
Betrayer of friends
Betrayer of family

Is this irony?

I see now it was all just a lie
That night when I watched you die
I thought I understood the truth
Yet it’s all rendered moot

Oh God.
Oh God.
These tears.
This pain.

This is what it is like to have your heart break?
Lying Sister of mine.
Is your wish to simply let me die?

I see now.

This is irony. (Savior and Destroyer)

This is truth. (There is no meaning. There never was)

This is my life. (It’s my turn to die)

Oh God
Please
Oh God

I cannot stand anymore
This is my life. (It’s my turn to die)

Oh God
Please
Oh God

I cannot stand anymore
©2009 ~Nazerath
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Author's Comments

Tears flowed freely from her eyes. Her knees trembled and gave out under her. She crumpled into a defeated heap on the ground. Her guns fell from her hands and seemed to crash with the same intensity as he heart now shattered. Mind bent, will broken, spirit decaying…she was finished, and all it took was words.

“H…how? Wh-wh….why?!” She screamed, her voice crackling.

“It’s for the good of all, sister.” A voice echoed beyond her blurred sight. The outline of a figure approached her as she let her gaze fall to the ground. “Mankind is such a wretched heap. They deserve neither life nor salvation. Yet we…don’t you see? WE can redeem them! Alcarlderim – he will change everything! He will lead us into salvation! He will save the universe!”

“At…at such a price?” Niki responded, almost unable to conjure up the words. “You will…give him…us?”

“What makes man foolish is their human nature. If we cast that away – if we transcend, accept Alcalderim’s angelic gift…we can become more than anything we could have dreamed of!”

“Saria…you…you killed them.” Uttering those words was more painful than anything Niki had ever know. Acceptance lay on the horizon, but her mind simply refused to cope with it. It would not. “Saria…our parents. You…I saw you die…I saw him...everyone. Dead. And me…” She could not go on.

“Strength is needed to transcend, sis.” The woman whispered soothingly next to hear. The words stung Niki like a cobra. “You did not live through what I did. You were not old enough for Alcalderim’s methods. I had to teach you. To make you. To break you first so you could be reborn…”

“You killed our parents for that?!” Niki screamed, rage suddenly overtaking her. “That was part of the plan?! My life, my vendetta, my fight, my…oh god…” She lost it again, completely losing herself again. “…everything. You did everything. Even him, that man. Oh god...dear sister it was you…”

“Violations of a person’s sanctity are common place in this world. I wanted you to fully understand the evil, just how truly despicable man’s practices are…”

“YOU! YOU HAD ME VIOLATED BY MAN, GOD, AND ALL OF MY BELIEFS! Everything, Saria....everything...”

Her screams felt like they could tear down the walls. Saria took a step back, surprised and wide-eyed.

“You don’t understand.” The woman said, shaking her head. “I was afraid you wouldn’t. You weren’t strong enough, and you cannot become strong enough. What I've put you through tonight was my final test, and I can see that my worst fears have become truth. You are not strong enough, sister, not for us. That much is clear now. I’m sorry you cannot believe.”

“You…you want me to die then?”

“You cannot follow with us. It is unfortunate.” Saria's voice was unwavering, despite the implications she now presented with every word. "In life you could prove to be a liability. But in death, you may still save us all. Please, if you cannot understand our cause, then at least understand my desires. Those of your sister."

There was something in her voice that Niki remembered. The softness of her loving sister, of a woman dedicated to the cause of good. A woman who would do anything to see her sister a better person, to protect her at any cost, and make the world a better place. She was so honest, so strong in her beliefs. This was still her sister after all. This was the only person left in the world she loved. But now she saw how far her conviction would carry her. She firmly believed in the ideals of the man they'd both worshipped, even if they are to the point of the madness.

Silently, she wept. Silently, she gave in. This was it. It was over. Her reason for fighting - avenging her sister, holding up the cause that Alcalderim had hailed...everything she ever wanted to do was shattered. It was all a farce. All a lie. Nazerath…in this new light, she could finally see the truth. She could see who stood where, and Nazerath lead the charge she should have been in the frontline of all along.

He was right. Alcalderim…the last angel was our enemy all along.

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~Knallis-Sillan Oct 16, 2009, 5:14:45 PM
Spectacular and beautiful. I am very impressed and inspired by your dialogue once more, and how much creative power you can put into your stories. I think the fact that you can write poetry and I can't sums that up.

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~Nazerath Oct 16, 2009, 7:52:25 PM
I think you just need to try MAH BOI.

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~JunNigatsu Oct 16, 2009, 8:02:51 PM
Nice dialogue. The reader can glean a vague sense of what's happening without knowing the entire story.

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"Time is what keeps everything from happening all at once."
- Anon
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~Nazerath Oct 16, 2009, 9:05:41 PM
So it's like having someone throw a rubber ball at your face and call it an impression of a angry man.

Gotcha.

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~JunNigatsu Oct 18, 2009, 4:48:02 PM
Exac-i-tally.

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"Time is what keeps everything from happening all at once."
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