Above It All

This short but meaningful poem takes place during a space walk Persy takes in Paradise Lost. She must decide the kind of person she will be in the upcoming war all while hijacking an enemy satellite tethered to her ship by a single thin line.



Above it all I float and fall

Neither moving up nor down

Everything above me dark

Nothing is around



My world is empty, my mind is void

Nothing keeps me sound

How can I stop and equalize

So far above the ground



How can I think inside this dark

when I can’t even breathe

When the only light I’ve ever seen

Is the flash of firing teeth



In worlds where bottles beckon bullets

can any gleams break through?

Are we doomed to only see

the light when it’s aimed at you?



Is there anybody else with faith,

with passion to survive?

Or does hope roll over too

when metal feet make stride?



When Ares knocks and Eris calls

can we help but heed?

Take up the sword and fight

for those who can’t afford to bleed?



The sun is rising now

for a Morningstar to see

Even though it falls

it always pours its precious beams



Above it all I float and fall

Neither moving up nor down

Is my hesitance the reason

I can never seem to ground?



I am not good, I am not kind

I can’t shine like a sun

But I can herald light no matter

how dark I’ve become



Hope has long since perished

Good people are extinct

But I’m still standing in this void

Though we are not distinct



So above it all from my fall

I see with open eyes

There is no up, there is no down

There’s only fade or rise

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