Queen Bansheera

Author's Note: Enjoy the poem and R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Power Rangers franchise.

Summary:

A poem based on Queen Bansheera from Power Rangers Lightspeed Rescue.


The end is here
The end is her
There isn't a demon not expendable to Bansheera
Not Vypra. Not Loki. Not Diabolico
Not even her son
Children must do as they're told
War for her, for-EVER
Pawns in her wicked, heartless game
Their power, their life energy
Hers to throw into the cavernous flames
She'll stand at the pillar pinnacle of her palace
Behind dark blinds in the pyramid grip of her throne
Shining over the skull-stacked ruins of Mariner Bay
Enemies foiled. Puny. Ridiculous
Filing her knife-length nails together
The glory of the Shadow World released in the ceremony upon the city
Upon their Earth
The million horrid creatures of Rangers past entombed
Awaiting help
Darkness conquers light
They climb up
Toward evil's triumph over right