Si tired, <br />So cold. <br />I'm freezing in ice, <br />Will I die or live. <br />This world is a lie, <br />All of you will die. <br />Humans are not true, <br />All these fateful lies. <br />They know not what is wrong, <br />They know not what is right. <br />We all hide behind masks, <br />No one see the real us. <br />We fear what we do not know, <br />Like magick andmy god Zeus. <br />The Romans knew right, <br />They knew of the truth. <br />Aries, Hera, Athena, <br />Aphrodite and Hades, <br />Apollo and Aradia. <br />These are only a few, <br />Of the beings I know. <br />They are our leaders, <br />Our masters and lords. <br />They created us, <br />And they can take us. <br />God is not real, <br />Buy my Gods are. <br />Not only the Pomans, <br />But the Celtics and more. <br />The world is a goner, <br />For thos who don't believe. <br />And for the few that do, <br />Paradise we will live. <br />We are honored, <br />And we are loved. <br />My Gods and Goddesses, <br />My masters and my friends. <br />They are our lords, <br />You may just die. <br />It is up to my Gods, <br />They can give or can take. <br />You do not own your life, <br />That is for three Goddesses. <br />And those Goddesses are, <br />The Goddess of fate.<br /><br />Brianna Wilshusen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-gods/
