Before the Coming
In the depths of the strange ailing world
An evil lurks with raging animosity.
Morning stays just as cold
As meaningless as her actuality.
Learning from those in need
Or from the fangs of predators.
Never take paths that mislead
Else you fall victim to the horrors.
The world is alive. Hear it breathe
Hear the words the foul wind whispers.
Ebbing light in shadows seethe
Declares the end in gloomy vespers.
Another falls victim to the cruelty
Red Queen volunteers no reverence.
Kakistos* in propensity.
Insufferable in stridence.
Sing yourself the song of tomorrow.
Mayhap, most like, you will witness no more.
Yon the doubts and fear and sorrow
Omnipresent, the misdirected rancor.
Nullifying reasons in heat of conflict
Lowers no guard in protection of the psyche.
Yours presented the awaited verdict
Fulminating cries of liberty.
Rest assured, Wonderland, a Champion was summoned
Intone your ills and reason for rescue.
Entrust, Wonderland. Your hope is bastioned
Nary a soul more willing than an old habitue
Daring, bold, unwavering and stern
Marks of your heroine, your originator
Afraid and doubtful. These traits-secern**.
Glorify, ensky, and exalt your liberator.
Until her fated advent arrives
Safeguard what's left for those who survive.
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*Kakistos - (Greek in origin) superlative of 'bad' or 'evil'
**secern - to separate (obsolete word)
