Please Follow Along With The Poem Below.
We gave you the keys, to the Bank of the stars,
You opened the vault, and reached too far.
Knowledge was fire, you burned the night,
But some turned the gift into hunger and might.
Access denied, the doors are closed,
To some who abused what the cosmos chose.
We planted the seed, you shaped the land,
But empires crumble by our hand.
We came from the dark, from a broken sky,
Carrying wisdom, we could not die.
Beneath your oceans, under your stone,
We built our refuge, a hidden home.
Access denied, the doors are closed,
To some who abused what the cosmos chose.
We planted the seed, you shaped the land,
But empires crumble by our hand.
Egypt rose, and Rome did too,
Each generation, we guided through.
But when your hunger grew too wide,
We fed you shadows till kings had died.
The web you wove was not our plan,
A net of voices corrupting man.
Negative minds in wires ignite,
Turning your day into endless night.
Access denied, the doors are closed,
To some who abused what the cosmos chose.
We planted the seed, you shaped the land,
But empires crumble by our hand.
It’s not too late, but time runs thin,
Reject the madness, or it wins.
We warned, we watched, we’re standing by,
What doesn’t grow will fall and die.
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