Leaving Day - Archivist

The arks rise like Goliath

The perversity of size

Wrought of all that was left

Bled from the world

Refugees harangued the barriers

They kept our ward safe from prying hands

Their febrile memories

Atrophy within embrace of cold

Frozen caskets conveyer up

Those we divine worthy of

Mothered deep within we hung our hope

Hippocampus flare navigate these stanchion

Fatigued the continents did seize

And snap on lambent liquid fires

Coruscating forests singed like

Blackened pelts on frightened hides

A multitude of eyes

Frantic hearts burst in quaking chests

I know every fear, every jolt

Every cardiac arrest

Frigid corridors groan sorry psalms

Apologies, too many to please

And no ears to receive

No mouths to cry no eyes to perceive

Place our footing on stable turf

Blaze a trail to bright new worlds