THE BIRTH OF RUINS

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Remember how we wished upon stars
While we begged for our hope
And hoped in good faith;

That one day all we long-prayed for will become ours

Remember when we finally looked upon heaven

On the day we saw a glimpse of hope

 When joy seemed to be overwhelming us

Remember how we prayed it was only the beginning;

To the greatest story we were pressed one day to tell

Remember solitude shared even in odds places

Our space too large to have less than one,

But too small for anyone else to join in

Oh we were young and happy again

And finally, we thanked the stars for listening

We thanked hope for knocking

We wrapped in the power of our misunderstood shared strength

Talked and talked while at work to build

Talked and worked while we built;

Talked and dug for more

But with time, we grew too fast

A haste which created grief too controlled;

By a hope we took for granted, hoping this would never end

Hoping mistakes can never catch up with us

Imagine now the pain we have caused

When the sand we thought was solid rock crumbled upon our heads

Imagine how we got too distracted

And focused on the wrong things

Imagine our shock to the end of digging for gold

And more to some indifference that followed such cold

An end to peace now seemed only once promised us

Glared with bloodstains of hate

Glazed with bloodstains of fail

And mournful regrets of our new fate;

The birth of ruins

And mournful regrets of your new hope;

The birth of my regret,
The birth of ruins

Another tale of unending aches?

Picture credit: Works of Gyeong Yoon An