It remembers it all like it just happened.
From before the big went bang, to when
The chaos barely had any twinkles
Of delights inside.
The rings were amazing, the smoke
And it's dark wings not so much,
But at least somehow they came
To an understanding and crushed
Their beef to form halos
And exoskeletons.
Splash. Dust particles started
Phasing in and out, in a flash
Went from praying to molded
Faces to molding their exo
To their thoughts, all
At a cost,
Little murderous saints had been on a tear
Till they met their match, yet another breed
With trigger happy membranes and a knack
For spatial warfare, also out to weed out
The weak in the name of the flagship.
Wasn't pretty, but then again it never is,
Past the genesis it's the same song
And dance, for every milestone
War eats at them like a disease,
But it's the only way they know how
To write their wrongs so they'll give
Into it, time after time, eon after eon.
Urrrgh...
At least little dusties made here lively
While they lasted, little dusties spirits
Made suns smiles and moons swoon,
Comets gave way and every night
Stars tuned in to see what the
Little Dusties were cookin;
Can't wait for our next favorite
Fools.
PEACE!!
