I was exiled once

And shattered into pieces

Dispersed about the universe

Each fragment morphing into soul



Compressed within the tissue

Nursing in the stream of blood

Sucking on the juice of life

And waiting for the moment to awake



For some integral element

For others parasitic strain

Transfecting every cell and mind

No matter what I thrive

Concealed within the shell of human kind



From dawn till dusk of human life

Forever fading and proliferating

I die in flesh that melts away like wax

Discharged with pus I flow



Exposed to perils of liquidity of life

I am your only solid core

Chaos within



Discharged with pus I flow

To feed the worms

Then briefly disappear

Only to be born again

A flower on the tomb



I travel through the realms of time

Musing at your self-inflicted pain

And savor my supremacy in your trival game

Where people are merely used as paws

I play on the stage of my desires

Until the time when all my bits rejoin



And I will come alive

...And order is just for me