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מדורי במה








Dedicated to Neil, for he would greatly digress with my
point







The seven gods have once convened
Create a world they would
With Faes and Elves and dragonkind
And many other brood

And humans they created too
Of every shade and tan
And soon the world has come to life
Began the age of man

And each and every living being
From great to tiny small
Were basically alike the rest
To each there was a soul

And many years have come to pass
The many creatures thrived
And peace and love enshrouded all
And none has been deprived

The seven gods sat back, relaxed
Their world was at its peak.
However, they could not have known
It was a passing streak

For at a brisk and fateful day
In a world that knew no strife
A terror has began to roll
The Engines woke to life

And Mynaron was but a boy
A human, that is all
And like the many other beings
His heart has held his soul

To travel, Mynaron has liked
To climb the trees of fruit
And Faes have smiled at him in day
And love had taken root

For Mynaron, the human boy
Has captured Elany's heart
And the Fairy's heart has gone for him
A human, strong and smart

Through trees and plains the couple stored
And love has bloomed so strong
And as is common in such a case
Something had to go wrong

For now the Engines were awake
And they would end it all
Because like any such machine
The Engines had no soul

For power though, the Engines strived
For knowledge and the stars
For making wonders, science-like
And radios and cars

And so a plan had came to them
The Engines that would thrive
If they were to succeed in this
Then love must not survive

And so they have began the trap
Am avalanche amuck
And as the dust has settled in
Our boy was caught by rock

Broken like a tiny twig
Mynaron cried the call
The seven gods he plead his heart
To save his mortal soul

But one thing that he couldn't know
And neither could his mate
The seven took a solemn vow
To never mess with fate.

So wounded to his shattered bones
From rocks that slide and fall
Mynaron suddenly received the help
The Engines heard his call.

"
Join us," they have pleaded him
"
Wisdom and power will be found"
And Mynaron had fallen to the trap
For no help was around.

Surrounded by his evil friends
Mynaron paid the toll
For his life, a simple thing
He'd given up his soul

But broken now, his body was
And nothing could done
But "fear not" the Engines said
Repairs have now began

"
For if you wish to run the fields again
And climb the trees of fruits
Two Engine arms you will receive
And legs that need no boots"

And metal rods they have produced
And shiny states-of-art
Some Engine legs, some Engine arms
And soulless Engine heart.

And when it all was said and done
He stood all grim and tall
For in the Engine heart he had
No inkling of a soul.

"
But there is price to pay" they said
"
the Engines you must earn
For our Engine tech machines
Require fuel to burn".

For Engines Arms requires scales
From dragonkind to take
And Elf ears are the only thing
That fuel for legs would make

And for the special Engine heart
Acquire it you must
For every pumping day it gives
A pinch of Fairy dust

And with this shiny Engine-Man
The storm began to roll
And soon his name would bring the dread
To each and every soul

For Dragonkind he killed in tens
Though they would plea in tears
And Elven sons he butchered too
To rip out all their ears

And magic gardens he defiled
And ravaged any Fae
For nothing could have stopped him now
Or even keep at bay

And one day he has stepped into
Where Elany has hid
And as he saw the frightened Fae
To hug her he had bid

But Elany squeaked and cried
She knew him not at all
For he was the Engine-Man
Machine without a soul

"
But my Fairy love, it's me"
He told her in distress
And though she must have known then
She cried out her digress

"
The Engine-Man you are," she wept
"
a cold machine of doom
My Mynaron would never be
This monster raised to loom"

"
the seven gods have left my dead,"
He told her to her face
"
The Engines save my vanquished life
With fuel and metal lace"

"
a fool you are, the Engine-Man,
I know you not at all
The dragons and the elves you killed
And left them not a soul".

And as she said these awful words
An anger came around
And with his Engine arm of lead
He struck her to the ground

And that was when the age of gods
Has come to bitter end
For now the Engines were on top
This nothing could have mend

With golden calves and proofs a lot
They would now reign supreme
And Fae and Elf and Dragonkind
Were dubbed as just a dream

And that is how this story ends
Sad ending, clear for all
For in this brave new world we have
There is no god or soul.

For where the golden calves control
Both men and also beast
The Engines will enforce their law
.And love will not exist







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