Reds, Greens, Yellows These outline who you are, Grass and sand might be fellows, But fire, Oh, These make a situation dire Behold a new state, Where killers hide around the bend, To cut your string of fate, Slice down foes and friends, Or be driven into blood, Remember it for later to make amends A bound to last forever, A pain shared by fate, It shall hold in murky weather Least broken by golden fruit Does not matter prior relation Death will follow you so acute. Timer counts down your hours, Yellow and green now foes, Old habits now sour, Keep your head afloat, Your timer in tick, You may be the one who gets to gloat. Secrets are kept, Lairs are made, Everyone thinking they are the ones exempt Tasks need to be filled, Otherwise hearts decline Make sure that you are not the one who is stilled Chaos and carnage, A wonderful little dance, But very very difficult to manage, Keep your ears open, And your minds awake, Unless what you know is not what you're holdin'
I felt like writing something, but with my animatic in process didn't want it to be something long and strenuous, so I wrote a short poem about the different life series parts.
