Primogenitus mortuorum

Its Latin for firstborn of the dead. Its a poem for coming out of the shadows.

Primogenitus Mortuorum

hello lurkers

shall we remain shadows lurking in the corner
shall we remain pale reflections of possibilities
shall we wait for edens return

they have all sailed to the west - the fair folk
but i shall linger in the east
where the light was born

come sing for me for the truth cannot hurt you
come dance for me for the unseen does not frighten you
come take my hand for all that was hidden shall be brought to light

beloved, you shall be unveiled
and what shall it profit the world to keep your secret
when it loses its innocence

i wait for the day
i will make it to be
I am change