The Book

He burst through the door and screamed the words I can no more She took him aside, comfortable lack of space and then they spoke no more Then the strangest fate began to fall right into place Two unassuming souls one second before no one even knew their names An old creation reignited and their futures now fortunate The lady on the news surrounded by followers said "some say this book is as good as god's truth" These days now hang on a thread He struggled bad Now he leads the people through the evil Now all he wants is a little quiet at the end of the day He remembers how his wife would hold and take the pressure away Fame, fortune and an army of followers A taste of power unlike no other but all he wants is to be beside her His disciples cling to his book as they march forth to take the land that was once theirs And destroy those who are not in their sacred church as it is said in the sacred text These days now hang on a thread He struggled bad Now he leads the people through the evil Those modest days aren't coming back The great leader rose to reclaim the flag As he bled out in battle he recalled when life was simple Simple