Epilogue: Destiny's Child
Destiny points her fragile hands to a child
A child whose life
will be but what it will be
Holding Destiny by
the Hand
And Life in the
other,
She holds a power
That Destiny and
Life only hold in their own.
Destiny condemns the child
Whose life can give life
Whose life can take life
Whose hands nurture the same light
That only Life can nurture
And revive life once
lost.
The child of two
destined stars
From two different
worlds
From two different
times
Borne alone in
desolate fields
Blood scarring the
land
To become the giver
of life.
Father who is borne
a demon
Mother who is borne
a priestess
A child who is both
Yet neither
Who gives life back
to them
Only to destroy what
they had built.
The child of whom
Destiny condemns
The child of whom
Life has given life
Child of a demon
Child of a priestess
The power of a God
in her hands
To be wielded as if
a toy.