I’ve been to the edge of the world and back,
never leaving the confines of my room.
I’ve closed all windows, turned the lights to black,
and watched it all fade into gloom.
Some kind of portal appeared from out the dark,
and I’ve decided I should leave.
Infinite distances crossed in a spark,
I saw things my mind could not believe.
A lonesome little child was weeping,
in a garden filled with wonders and delights.
I pinched myself to prove I wasn’t sleeping,
enchanted by the beauty of these sights.
I’ve decided to approach this little person,
and politely introduce myself to him.
Didn't want his mood to worsen,
so I calmly asked what turned his spirit dim.
He said he has to leave this place,
and so do all his friends and foes.
I asked him: “when?” with a curious face,
to which he answered: “no one knows!”
I've tried to tell him not to worry,
to have some fun, it's not too late.
But he replied he's in a hurry,
he has to figure out first how to cheat his fate.
I left him be with his peculiar feature,
and wandered off admiring beauty.
As I came across another creature,
preoccupied with a self-invented duty.
A grown man vigorously labouring,
raising walls out of the dirt.
Separates himself from those he's neighbouring,
as if he's trying something to avert.
I asked him to explain his cause,
"What is there on the other side?"
He didn't hesitate or pause,
he quite immediately replied:
"Somewhere out there in the mud,
there’s a mad man lurking.
He’s spitting fire, drinking blood,
and he never stops working."
"If I won’t build this wall of mine,
we could be in mortal danger.
Who knows he’s hostile or benign,
he’s after all a stranger."
"I know he can't be far" he said,
"his shadow follows me around."
"For now I stay a step ahead,
but I might soon be losing ground."
I thought it's time I'd let him be,
he kept on rambling for a while.
I slipped away when he didn’t see,
and wandered off about a mile.
Until I chanced upon a gorgeous lady,
standing lonesome in a flowery field.
Her manner somewhat weighty,
her eyes with a blindfold concealed.
As I approached her with no goal,
"Hallo there stranger!" she had said.
She offered then to save my soul,
if I had listened as she pled:
"From the cradle of time,
sprung forth a mighty tree.
It was pure and sublime,
bearing fruits of everything that you see."
"Among many of which,
was the fruit of mankind.
It was luscious and rich,
and the men were all blind."
"They would love one another,
their hearts filled with joy.
Every mother and father,
every girl, every boy."
"But just as I've always feared,
ominous clouds started to push.
Roaring thunder appeared,
and a bright flash struck a bush."
"The men were all stunned,
they saw light for the first.
They forgot their own hunger,
and remembered no thirst."
"They were shown a spark,
but they were craving a fire.
So they burned sacred bark,
to satisfy their aching desire."
"Though the fire was strong,
and was shining a while.
It didn't last long,
till the whole tree turned to pyre."
"They went out to get more,
but there was no more left.
Thus they started war,
corruption and theft."
"But I've found the solution,
lo and behold.
Redemption through retribution!"
as she took off her blindfold.
To my horrid surprise,
she was utterly blind.
She had gauged out her eyes,
with a knife of some kind.
Before I could speak, she bended one knee,
took out a dagger and launched onto me.
I flinched for a second and fell I assume.
As I stood up again, I was back in my room.
From that moment on, I devised a new plan,
I have to again find that magical door.
Oh how I could've died the happiest man,
If only I could've spend there a second more.