The people of Gol'em - a poem and a tale

This is a purely fictional story, taking inspiration from Islam, Judaism, Zoroastrianism and a whole lot of other things! It is a tale in the form of a poem, and I hope to continue it with many more parts to come…

 

The People of Gol’em

In the time before time lived a being
Nothing but existing; suspended in the void
Not seeing, not feeling, it wasn’t created
Nor shall it be destroyed

In it’s timeless state it stirred, it’s mind unfurled
Behold, Order and Chaos spilled forth!
Floating in the aether; no shape or form

Until they clashed, and a half of the void was torn apart
In its place a million, million stars
Celestial bodies, twisting and burning with flame
Bound on the battlefield of this mortal plain

The war between Order and Chaos raged
And from this eternal struggle, the Earth was made
Blood spilled from their strife
And mixed creating life
On the surface of this trivial grain

Beasts burst from the Earth as trees
The rains gave birth to the creatures of the seas
The winds that drifted by awakened the creatures of the sky

Order gave life, Chaos gave death
And they intertwined to create a cycle
As rhythmic as your breath

From within the dust formed hundreds of lifeless husks
Fashioned by mysterious hands
They were struck with the breath of life
Behold, the creation of woman and man!

This humanity rose, and a Voice said unto them
“From this day forth, you shall be known as the people of Gol’em
Order has birthed you, Chaos shall take you
And from your seeds shall rise the nations of men
You shall wander the Earth evermore
And you shall have the power to love, and to wage war
You shall be of different shapes and colours
And that is a blessing, for like the fruits of the trees
You shall invoke a vibrant word
But mark my words
Even with this wisdom and warning
You will sacrifice your health and chase all the wealth
Alas, it is of no use where I await you in the void”

Scatter they did, and their numbers did grow
Generations would come and go
Until the blood started to flow as they split into their tribes and clans
They were no longer the people of Gol’em
Behold this rabble of woman and man!

Time passed in a torrent as mighty nations were forged
Yet for Order, Chaos and their eternal fight
They dwindled out of sight
As sparks among the clashing of swords

The being of the void watched his children, and his children’s children
In the ocean of time, it glimpsed humanity’s end
As well as it’s beginning…

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