The Master's Secret

I keep my oldest memories locked away
in a place so hidden that none can say
what lies beneath this elaborate play
is the master crying tears

within the depths of each new day
a prophesy lies locked away
and babes are born to wombs astray
while men deface their fears

come hither, come hither they call to all
come rest in the shadow of the great wall
cool water refreshes, come to your home
see friends through glass mirrors dining alone

Their lives as brittle as kindled clay
their delicate hands create their way
destruction abounds, to their dismay
Yet all I hear are cheers

I keep my oldest memories locked away
in a place so hidden that none can say
what lies beneath this elaborate play
is the master crying tears

-Rebekah Faith