Drop the Moon
By: Aviantei
Zetta slow!
Is this lion's roar
One fraction of the many
pieces of mathematic jargon
told to your demise
A rooftop overrun by black
The flickering form of a feline
Refusing to stand still,
to take a hit.
Where's your beauty?
An Officer that's broken taboo,
who aims for the highest seat of power
No matter the cost, no matter the consequences
Torn apart; reconfigured
Let's drop the moon
Down on this junkyard
masterpiece of a town.
[Author's Notes]
I absolutely adore Sho even if his boss fight is kind of a bitch. May this poem contain at least a fraction (eh? Eh?) of his awesomeness.
-Avi
[03.23.2020]