Poetry

Sargon The Fallen One


Doug
Doug
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You look at me; you ask who am I?

Where did I come from, and why am I here?

Do you wish me to speak the truth?

The words… are you willing to hear?

Who am I?

I am you; I am him; I am her;  I am all of you.

Deep in the darkest part of you… I am there.

From the darkness without light.

Why am I here?

Did you not summon me?

With your war, with your hate… isn’t my being here fate?

You once had a choice.

You picked money; You picked power over humanity!

You ask who created I?

”YOU DID!”

With your greed, with your deceit…

You created me; made me what I am…

Know me as Sargon…The Fallen One.