TO THE VERY END

Tonight,

My allegiance I pledge to the Master of the universe, the keeper of our night, 

the purveyor of surveillance when in temporariness we close our eyelids, snoring into the dead of the night, wandering in worlds unknown...

To You, whoever I conceive you to be,

I pledge my all these cruel days and nights,

To live in the bower of faithfulness to your calling,

To the cause for which I had been born,

The sole reason for my conscription into this army of warriors,

To live out my days, marching along to kiss the cup of victory ahead! 

Though there be many monsters on the way full of skulls of those whom I looked back, and became a pillar of this salt!

Tonight, I make this solemn vow,

Never to let lice lick my tongue of truth, and

never to embrace the hypocrisy that swallowed the men who once treaded this narrow path;

wearing hobnailed shoes, dreaded by angels of blazing fires, winter drears .

This oath of conscription will I keep,

To sow the flesh, 

To squash the feelings,

Wearing blood stained garments,

Until my feeble head I bow to this ravenous grave,

Until my poor-lisping tongue shall lie cold and freckled in the lonely grave.

The very end of time and space,

Cannot be conceived in this race .

This I pledge from now,

Until the morning comes,

When I shall from the dust rise, wearing immortality,

To the very end of time. 

The End of the World .

The soil of blood and water will lay bare, 

The naked shore of the mind would dry .

I couldn't still catch the bird of hope,

So that I can run for sometime more .