THE ARRIVAL by AGENT KAY
it has come... it has... i can feel it... the pain... the anguish.. the earthquake....
it has come to destroy... to bring a lively death... death to the beautiful strands of love... of love in my heart....
i escaped. i struggled. i played hide and seek with it.
but how could i hide from the world, from the power, from the knowledge, from the fact, from truth, from god... from myself..... and today i know the count down begins.... it begins and so does it end.....
the beginning of the end or the end of the beginning....
beautiful trees, green grass, blue skies, light driggles, serene and calm ocean waters....
all of this symbolises birth..... birth of beauty, of peace, of happiness, of love, of relationships.....
birth of heart, of soul, of a new life....
pur, innocent, tender, lovable, soft, wonderful....
yes, it was the birth...
and now there, i can feel it, the earthquake emerging from the core of the earth, about to destroy this wonderful land.
about to bring an end to the birth...
thus, torn apart, the fire has begun its task, the black sky (of smokes or clouds) tells me that my storm has arrived. the dew drops would turn to hailstorm. and the ocean waters would carry it away from me , tearing it apart from my soul...
i.... how could this happen. this is what i wonder. but then, why do i wonder.... didn't i know it was about to come....
i knew it all and could not stop it. could not hold them...
[AGENT KAY]