Could the End Be Just the Beginning…?

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Could the End Be Just the Beginning…?

(Written in 1972)

 
 
There existed a man, whose skin was colored…blue…
who desired to share all the knowledge he grew…
with all other men living in the world around him…
in a world that seemed to be blackened by sin…
 
But most men despised the color of his skin…
or so he thought, until he met another man…
whose skin was scaly and colored dark-green…
he lived in a cave where he could not be seen…
 
Said he, smiling to the green man…
“we’re two-of-a-kind in this dark night land”…
and thus,their friendship began, when…
close to self-destruction was the whole of civilization
Said the green man to the blue man...
“is there nothing we can do, friend…
to make our world a brighter place to live in…?”
belief in the invincibility of the golden-skinned ruled over men…
Said then the blue man to the green man…
“let us join, now, our hands and strive to banish ignorance…
and segregative isolation amongst the golden-skinned…”
the golden men were technological necromancers…the djin 
So they traveled, hand in hand…
over mountains, crossing rivers, and through the…
valleys and fields, joining hands with other men…
ignoring the millenia-old hatred of the golden man…
 
Time passed, as they hunted, again and again…
for those who were outcast were of many colors…
and as time passed…this little band of two, grew…
to more than one hundred thousand, in years, but a few…
 
Said the green man to the blue man…
“the time is now due,” when we shall visit punishment
upon the heads of the golden-skinned…
 
ever war-like were the race of the green-skin…
 
“But,” said the blue man to the green man…
“Tell me, brother…where would we be, now…if we had not…
vowed to bring unity to the very men we first thought to hate us…?”
 
the idea of unity, amongst all races, was never discussed…
 
“Do you not see the many 
outcasts with golden-skin, who are scattered
amongst this vast group of many different colors…?”
 
all seven races were now acting in unity as brothers…
 
“Rather, let us be patient…
for impatience is like poison… and let us…
keep searching this untamed land…
for every outcast amongst men…
until the day we shall have swallowed…
the world around us… for observedly…
that day, in time, is now upon us…
when all men shall perceive well…
it is more God-like to love the being…
instead of the shell, in which, he was created…”
And so…the power of the golden-skinned continually diminished…
being absorbed into an idea of love, peace, equality and brotherhood…
And there ensued the Great Age of Prosperity–The Age of Light and Life…


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