Red rivers in blue caves
flow beneath peach colored rock.
demons and angels, anchored
to this flowing solid ground,
screaming into the palace their
demands to be heard.
little toy soldiers, the only defense,
march blindly back and forth
doing the same everyday, with empty eyes.
Cold metal dragons
the only change
tear at the peach rocks
as the palace waits with bated breath.
blue caves seem to melt away
red river flows above rock,
as the soldiers look up
and take life.
eyes sparkle as demons
and angels bond life with soldiers
to become whole.
Celebration ensues before the river
slowly seeps back down,
life slowly flowing away
as peach rock, to quickly, molds together.
faint crack, the only reminder
that these once dull eyed creatures
were alive....