Texas "What is this that I sense? Is someone lurking in the galleries?
"Hey, you! No, you shouldn't be here! What are you doing? You're still here? Oh no, oh dear no, this shouldn't be. Ah... well. It looks like you leave me no choice. You're already here. 24 followers / 2.9k words
Explosions bring death to my slumber, What I see brings the death of my peace. With saddened eyes; I look at flames, Spreading through fields in the east.
Praise to the king, As light shows upon he. Life can't be without All the leaders we bring. As part of the plan, Divine rule underhand. Life can't lack its choice, As taught by the king.
I looked at Earth, The people panicked; In search of knowledge, That I've founded. What I could be, If they could spot it. What life might be, If it was Gnostic.
Astonished, I wandered through stars in their flight. Bewildered, I found a seat made out of gold. I saw before me the ruler of Heaven. I noticed his life, And praised him, He showed.