Neither of them knew
The exact moment The Coming was to be.
None of these children was not
Eager to hear and learn
How to catch the sound for the fallen ones.
Before all that ever rang
Was ringing again,
From the deep darkness
The void broke into house,
The Haunting kept
Ringing so close, as almost to hear
And some won't avoid to be blessed
With the true sounds of Visions
That waving pattern of existence
Breath in just to see, still
No more than countless of them,
And each of these God's children
Chose to stay deaf
And the great phantoms, messaging with the stars
Whispered a peep to Learn for behalf of God's men..
