He stands atop the city.
And with emerald eyes surveys the land.
His mind teems with twisted thoughts
and plans of chaos.
For truth withheld from his mind
and brothers love though untrue.
And with bridge broken fell through the stars.
The silence drove him mad.
His rescuers took him and remolded his mind and purpose.
They wanted power, his was revenge.
And with these excuses
a mortal world came under attack.


Hope you enjoyed it. I dug this up from my archive of works. I know it's short, it's a problem I'm working to fix in my other poetry.