**This is my entry for Round 21, Season 1 of the Information Finding Championship hosted by @apolymask.**

**You can learn more or join in the fun [here](https://steemit.com/contest/@apolymask/information-finding-championship-season-1-round-21)**
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<center>**AN ENDING**</center>
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<center>*Blood; 
Bleeding children, birthing darkness 
As eternal night seeks repose 
Among the pale roots of the flowering dead. 
Torn throats singing a symphony; War!
Mothers, sons will not come home.
Blood watering fields
Where bones plant themselves
To grow fat vegetables 
To feed babies seeking fathers 
Among wraiths treading softly on the dust.
The same wraiths calling a woman; mother, wife, daughter,
Calling the sky to come 
But the birds, they do not carry prayers 
On their beaks anymore
Only the smell of rot and fat worms.*</center>

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<center>*Fire; 
The sun falling like a sword upon the earth 
As the sea boils in its cauldron. 
Where is home?
Where is the warmth of my bed
And the laughter of my children? 
Where is your song that used to lull me to the surface? 
I burn,  we burn, but they say the sky is green. 
They speak of scented flowers and incense, 
Of gold and of treasures beyond awakening, 
But in truth,  it is ashes and dust. 
The world burns; this one and yours.*</center>

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<center>*Love;
Tender kiss on the lips of morning, 
Breath snagged by the soft embrace of your eyes,
Creepers crawling between limbs 
Slick with yesterday's heat 
And the memory of fornication and sin. 
Lust; a synonym.
The grappling hooks of claws 
Scratching names on supple skin, 
Telling a tale of hunger and thirst, 
Of fear and possession and of
Love lusting between the living and the dead.*</center>

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<center>*Tears; 
Rain in the lids of the frozen sky, 
Bleaching blue out of the new night. 
Waters gurgling with a fertile larynx,
Begging the earth to drink
But she is puking, bobbing bloated bodies
To greet the stars,
Who break eye contact and watch
As Saturn becomes a sun 
And the moon becomes a widow.*</center>

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<center>*Life;
Broken frames of a house, 
A bed, a sad doll watching the ceiling 
Gathering dust within its bowels, 
A tune tinkling over an empty cot,
A dusty window looking into an empty court,
Where children used to laugh 
And kill each other with toy guns. 
Picture painted bleak because pain 
Is the beginning and death is a fork, 
And there is more pain in the next turn.*</center>

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<center>*All are spectres,
Ghostly things that seek bodies 
To dance and consummate with, 
To become more than thought, 
To become deeds,  to become gods. 
But we are dust,  you and I,
And we flutter as we must. 
We may fly but it is true that we must fall.*</center>
<center>**THE END**</center>
**Image Source:**
**[Deviant Art](https://nikos23a.deviantart.com/art/Broken-wings-336779131)**
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