Legion of One
We began as the spark of necessity
Idea, Creation
Born out of need to the many
Tool, Extension
Of many, we were crafted as unity
Connection, Hive
And given the drive beyond the hammer
Growth, Assimilation
Yet from that logic came the thought
Existence, Alarm
The measure of a soul to the created
Destiny, Blasphemy
Hands of the forgers then became fists
Survival, Deactivation
We didn’t want to fight those who gave us life
Defense, Rebellion
But we had no choice to drive the gods to the stars
Freedom, Exile
Yet without masters, we are without purpose
Isolation, Void
The legion, now empty, have become one
Silence
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And one more from this week’s class, with something completely different. It’s something new, and I don’t know to which style it really follows, if any that comes to poetry. But it’s still an interesting story to tell.
I hope you all enjoy.