... SOMEWHERE IN THE WIERD JUNGLE.
THE NIGHT TO THE NEW YEAR.
It was a dark and dangerous night
The storm that slowly came
Drove everyone in fright
It hid the light
Of the moon and stars
The criminals and thieves
Hid their little monies in jars
Stagnant in the places they called home
Waiting for the storm to come and go
The innocent villagers hid in their little houses
Locking all doors each running like a mouse
Because no one who has lived in this village
Has ever experienced such a storm
Even the elders considered this fact a norm
But no one knew a woman nearby
Was pregnant with a child
No one heard her cry
The woman, about to give birth
Fell to the ground
She grew tired of shouting
For the thundering storm was too loud
She had lost all of her energy
Looking for help
Her husband was just killed
With the thought of that
She yelped
She felt she was loosing her breath
Really really fast
She thought of her baby
As she laid on the grass
She could not let her child become a thing of the past
She wanted to feel
The pain of a mother
She prayed this moment
Will come and pass
If fate wanted
It will be with her
But her mind was made up
Determined and certain
That she was going to
"Take care" of this burden
She swore to herself
That was ever coming
Will never come near her unborn child
No matter the forces
They weren't coming after her
Because she stole or was rich
Her child's powers
Had been discovered by a witch
Which no one knew in land
Except for her husband
Infact, no one had ever heard of this family
Now no one will know their tragedy
Her husband had given his powers to her
And sacrificed his life for her escape
But now there's no more energy to run
But for her baby to be safe
She gave her all
And her all she gave
Before she knew it
A cry was made
Not of a mother
But of a child
The heavens cried
Their cry was wild
A being appeared
So white so pure
To pick the child
From the green wet floor
As he was touched
He was clothed
Looking like an Angel
From the above
The being took the baby
To the solemn dying mother
She cried cause she's made it through
Then she thought of the father
Her husband made her come this far
But yet, a mother and a child have to be set apart
She touched her baby with tears in her eyes
And named him "Desmond"
As they gave each other a smile
She closed her eyes
And her baby's eyes glowed
As the colour of the sky
And she quickly gave up the ghost
As the breeze blew
Her body fell to the ground
Then turned into glowing yellow dust
As it floated around
Sooner than later
The glowing dust turned blue
Then a voice was heard saying,
"I will always be with you"
Voices were heard
Coming from the trees
The being and the tiny blue lights
Looked in the direction of the breeze
They both glanced at each other
And knew just what to do
The being got up and took off
But no one was seen running in the night blue
Only the rapid dancing of the flowers on the trees
And quick movements of the falling leaves
The blue lights became invisible
Nothing was heard in the forest
A scream so remarkable
Broke the silence
Body parts were being slaughtered
By something unseen
Something unknown
The remaining part is history
Many want to know
But it has never been told
He is Desmond the trancedent
Welcome to his beginning