Rigel and Vega

We're the Alpha
with no Omega.
We meet each other
between Rigel and Vega.

The sun shines
through the skin of my kin,
and she helps it shine
so that I shine again.

It's too dim
here with the colonists
where I'm trapped in a matrix,
falling into the abyss.

In the Fall I fell
right into her arms
into her eyes,
all wrapped around her charms.

They make me draw the line,
because they're divisive.
I come through the wall
because I'm incisive.

They watch me
but they need to watch themselves.
They perceive nothing
but the books on their shelves.

They've got a structure
and they've got rules,
they've got a clique
full of imperceptive fools.

I've cleared the cobwebs
that gathered in their reign.
I've seen sun shine light
through the weather vane.

Every little move
they make is violence.
Every move I make
is made in silence.

The rain they rain down
is bane on my crown.
Poison for the mind
in their poisonous town.

I could bob and weave,
and do the rope a dope,
but they're not even close enough to hit me
or understand this trope.

Finally, the finale like four score
and seven years ago,
like slavery ended
to take another form like Heaven's tears will flow.

Evaporated from being
exasperated,
clouds in their minds
cover the light they've conjugated.

I've deflated the conflagrated
and it went out of control,
spun into the sun
which drank it up like Merlot.

I'm watching it burn
standing there with Alpha and no Omega,
in between lights
of Rigel and Vega.