Fiction / Poetry: No army
Feb. 20th, 2015 11:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zeeth_kyrah(Inspired by listening to some hefty power music. Now if only I could get T'ema's storyline to advance, too! "Umaxses" is pronounced "oo-MOX-seez".)
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Thunderous applause reached the center of the stadium, a roar of hands so loud they nearly drowned out the lone figure holding a microphone stand. The figure raised its hands, then called out in a chant.
Here am I, mighty Umaxses, speaker of power to the forgotten!
Here am I, and where I am come, there can be no other.
No army, no army
Will stand against us
No army, no army
Will take us alive!
Drums hammered and the crowd went wild, chanting along as the song rose in electronic form from speakers a dozen feet tall.
No master, no master
Shall hold our keys
No monster, no monster
Shall darken our souls
We are alive and no army can take us
We are the war, no warrior alive!
We are the sound of people victorious
We are the sound of sacred life!
The plants bow to us
They give us our dreams
The animals cry out
They give us their speech
The winds swirl wildly
They carry our warcry
The earth she trembles
For we cry out peace!
The singer jumped, and a timed explosion of smoke and fire releases a squad of dancers onto the stage with it. They swung and twisted, some drumming the air and some leaping with power. Lines of light on their bodies flickered and glowed, like the lines of spirit made visible in rainbow colors.
No army, no army
Can take us alive
No army, no army
Can take away truth
No army, no army
Can kill this power
No army, no army
Can end our souls!
No master alive
Can destroy the people
No monster that comes
Will finish the war.
The music pounded louder, surging, then faded slowly.
No army, no army
Will stand against us
For we are the mighty
And peace is our life!
The last line, "Peace is our life" repeated as electronic echoes flickered it away.
Finally the singer spoke.
"Peace everybody! Welcome! This is the ninth annual Voices of Power music festival. I'm Umaxses the Mighty, these are my friends. We all have music for you, and I know some of you've been invited to share your own.
"Bathrooms are where you expect 'em, the lines are long, careful the concessions. Safety is worth the effort! Now! Remember, the only truth is that Peace Conquers and Love Wins! With that in mind, let's hear another song."
The crowd cheered, and Umaxses stepped back while another jumped forward to take the mic. The speakers throbbed with new music, a folk tune this time, remixed into modern electronica. The new singer began to chant as well, and the crowd chanted back. Behind the song, cries of "We love you" were heard.
Umaxses joined the dancers and took joy in the dance.
--
Thunderous applause reached the center of the stadium, a roar of hands so loud they nearly drowned out the lone figure holding a microphone stand. The figure raised its hands, then called out in a chant.
Here am I, mighty Umaxses, speaker of power to the forgotten!
Here am I, and where I am come, there can be no other.
No army, no army
Will stand against us
No army, no army
Will take us alive!
Drums hammered and the crowd went wild, chanting along as the song rose in electronic form from speakers a dozen feet tall.
No master, no master
Shall hold our keys
No monster, no monster
Shall darken our souls
We are alive and no army can take us
We are the war, no warrior alive!
We are the sound of people victorious
We are the sound of sacred life!
The plants bow to us
They give us our dreams
The animals cry out
They give us their speech
The winds swirl wildly
They carry our warcry
The earth she trembles
For we cry out peace!
The singer jumped, and a timed explosion of smoke and fire releases a squad of dancers onto the stage with it. They swung and twisted, some drumming the air and some leaping with power. Lines of light on their bodies flickered and glowed, like the lines of spirit made visible in rainbow colors.
No army, no army
Can take us alive
No army, no army
Can take away truth
No army, no army
Can kill this power
No army, no army
Can end our souls!
No master alive
Can destroy the people
No monster that comes
Will finish the war.
The music pounded louder, surging, then faded slowly.
No army, no army
Will stand against us
For we are the mighty
And peace is our life!
The last line, "Peace is our life" repeated as electronic echoes flickered it away.
Finally the singer spoke.
"Peace everybody! Welcome! This is the ninth annual Voices of Power music festival. I'm Umaxses the Mighty, these are my friends. We all have music for you, and I know some of you've been invited to share your own.
"Bathrooms are where you expect 'em, the lines are long, careful the concessions. Safety is worth the effort! Now! Remember, the only truth is that Peace Conquers and Love Wins! With that in mind, let's hear another song."
The crowd cheered, and Umaxses stepped back while another jumped forward to take the mic. The speakers throbbed with new music, a folk tune this time, remixed into modern electronica. The new singer began to chant as well, and the crowd chanted back. Behind the song, cries of "We love you" were heard.
Umaxses joined the dancers and took joy in the dance.
