We are the keepers of celestial tides
Our lids have burned in
The gentle, transgeneric Suns
Lying amongst the ravian caterpillars that
Scorched the maleficent through the wide
Of their blood red dominion
Dawns are the strangers that bid us farewell
While our hands have broken
Down the isle of infinity,
The trillion monument worlds to call our own -
They woke in a silent rhythm of genesis
And we are no longer the princes' of nothing
Cross-stellar wombs are changing at out fingertips
Stars and permutations, the vibrations of life
Bleed, as have we, in the crowning of the comeths
Like titan queens up the distant solstices
As the Unilair of planets bring the burden
Of the youth of the Nation
This is where a thought is born, superior and disconnected
The gray incarceration in the phosphorous emptiness
Cannot deafen the cries of the civilizations -
The birth of the unknown towards the unknown
And the flags have been raised to acknowledge existence
On every threshold of the blossoming space
Let it be known that the darkness has been…Erased
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Submission Name: Youth of the Nation
