President Reagan sat by himself in the White House
Trying to understand what had happened.
He heard his wife scream
What have you done with my husband?
I want the real Ronnie back!
He sighed.
This is what happens when you listen to experts.
Reagan had been in debates before.
From Kennedy to Brown to Buckley to Carter.
He did it his way.
He won his way.
Reagan always liked stories and humor.
Details and data, not so much.
He always thought that statistics don’t feed people.
Because people can’t eat an equation.

But the experts said that he should have more knowledge.
Reagan listened to them.
The thing was, it was too much knowledge.
And Reagan had to be president.
So when he debated, he was tired.
The youngest looking 73 year old man.
Just looked ancient at this point.
He held onto the podium
As if it had answers.
But the podium gave him nothing.




His actor’s instinct called up an old line.
There you go again.
It worked against Carter.
But Mondale neutralized it.
Mondale was good.
Not like Kennedy, who was more passionate.
He remembered Bobby very well.
He would have made a great president, if he had lived.
Or like Buckley, who had the scholarly instinct.
Because he read books when Reagan played football without a helmet.
Reagan defeated both of these men.
But he did not beat Mondale.
Because Mondale had answers for everything Reagan said.
Reagan pondered to himself.
I must have something for which Mondale does not have an answer.
I must make something that Mondale cannot answer.
But I cannot tell the experts.
They are nice people.
But they don’t know debate, I do.
So I can file it away.
It would be a break in case of emergency punchline.

The phone rang and it was Roger Ailes.
Ailes said, Mr. President you were not at your best.
But the sun will rise again.
Use a laugh line as your life line.
Rely on personal experiences, not dead data.
Remember Mr. President this is your re-election.
Reagan took that to heart.
And the second time around, Ronnie was back.
He grinned because this time it was fun.
But Mondale was still good.
And then the question came.

The question for which Ronnie was born.
It was about  President Kennedy’s working hours during crisis.
And if Reagan had the stamina to match Kennedy.
Reagan smiled.
It was time to pull out the joke.
He said, I will not make age an issue in this campaign.
I will not exploit for political purposes my opponent’s youth and inexperience.
Reagan delivered it perfectly.
And suddenly, he heard laughter
Laughter from the questioners.
Laughter from the audience.
Even laughter from Mondale.
Tears of laughter.
Reagan drank his water and smiled.
The Gipper scored a touchdown again.
And hit it out of the park.

I was sitting at home.
Watching tv.
When I decided to go out
And get the mail.
I look through the mail.
One of them is from Sallie Mae.
I sigh
Deeply.
Sallie Mae is like a stalker woman.
Wait not like, is.
She won’t quit calling my house.
She wont quit sending me emails.
She wont quit giving me letters.
Most of which I tear up
And burn in ritualistic fashion.
See, I don’t have the money.
I don’t have the time.
I don’t have the patience.
I am not the one.
So I call her on the phone.
And for an hour and a half
I explain to her my situation.
That I took her out
With the expectation that money would come later.
But now jobs are hard to come by.
So cant we just be friends?
She then starts throwing words about like interest.
I don’t know where that came from.
I’m certainly not interested in her.
I started to talk about forgiveness.
My bad
So I decide to forbear my loans.
Future me can worry about them.
It can be future me’s problem.

My sanctuary of metal was encased
In a fiery hell too fierce to describe.
We were hit by fireballs from above.
But I was cut out of my warrior’s armor,
Saved from the flames of an everlasting Gehenna.
By the same State that sent me off to war.

Kris looked at the clock and knew he didn’t have time to mingle.
Because he was Santa Claus also known as Kris Kringle.
Why did he have to go to the office Christmas party?
It was time to get toys to kids, he did not want to be tardy.
Kris tried to argue with his boss, who was having none of it.
It was like the more he talked, the more his boss had a fit.
How could something be mandatory if we don’t have to go.
His boss said with a smile, You don’t have to be there, but you can’t say no.

So Kris found himself at the party, drinking punch and looking for a way out.
He was sure that with all the days he took off looking for toys, he lost his clout.
To make matters worse, someone suggested that there should be an afterparty later.
Another person yelled out in the office that he knew people who could cater.
I have to get out of here, Kris muttered, but his only experience was with chimneys.
There are cookies and milk waiting,  I can't get no more food in me.
So he decided to slip out, but his friend called out, Aww Kris you’re no fun.
Kris went to his car, and looked both ways before putting the keys in the ignition.
It transformed into a sleigh, and Kris Kriegle ripped off his suit.
Santa in all his glory, with the red everything  and the black boots.
As he left he shouted, No more Office Christmas parties! I mean **, **, **!
Because Santa is the giver to gifts to our children, not our office bro!

My name is Samuel
I am a seer who was called to anoint the King of Israel.
And when he failed at his duty
To proclaim God’s favor on another King.
That King came to me in a hurry.
Worried about what to do next.
Because the first King wanted him dead.
This same King, who refused to **** the King of the Amalekites.
The enemy of God’s people from the wilderness
The enemy he was supposed to eliminate but did not.
And now this King wanted to ****
But he desired to **** God’s chosen one
I could not let that happen.

I had not met David since I had anointed him.
Since then, he had grown.
Not so much in height
But in strength and vitality.
He stood with more confidence
And his tone was that of a soldier
Who was now hunted by his King.
I told David not to worry
And brought him to the council of the prophets
Who prayed for him.
Who spoke a word over David.
And said that no man could take away what God had decreed.
I could see that David felt better.
He even began to prophesy himself.
The future King as prophet.
I began to speak Thus Saith the Lord with him.

Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw men.
Men with swords, spears, and shields.
David’s hand reached to his belt where his sword was.
I told him the Battle is the Lord’s
Just keep prophesying.
And as the men stepped forward.
Suddenly they froze.
As I called on God’s intervention
And for them to experience the move of God.
They started to prophesy, too.
Speak righteous things about David
And then they ran.

A short time I could see Saul.
With an angry look on his face
I wondered if he was willing to **** a prophet of God.
Where before he was not willing to **** an evil king.
I resolved to stand here at all costs
Because the Word of God shall not be moved.
Suddenly King Saul froze.
He reached out to me, but his hand would not come back
When he drew it back Saul was shaking.
He tore his robe and started to prophesy.
He laid on the ground all night and spoke the things of God.
That I am sure he had not considered in a long time.
I told David that we must leave
And we left Saul laying on the ground
Still animated about the Most High
That he had forsaken.

I was walking with my cousins
From the mall to the car
They came from the motherland
Although I don’t think my ancestors could have mothered
What was about to happen.
See, I had checked on my phone
And knew that it was about to snow
Although I had forgot to tell my cousins
I really wish I would have remembered

The first flakes began to fall down
I thought, It is a winter wonderland
Then the flakes began to turn into a snowstorm.
My cousins looked up and were confused.
Because they had not seen snow before
Not even in their movies.
Most of their movies were like Beyonce vs Rihanna
Or Obama vs Ghana’s President
They started to run
I shouted, The car is that way!
They screamed, Forget the car
O God, save us from this snow-fire!
My aunt was standing under a building
Shaking her head and saying, Not today, Satan

Their reactions hurt my feelings
I thought we were braver than this
Soon the snow turned to rain
What they could recognize
They came back sheepishly
And it was a long ride back
When I had to explain what snow was
And how it was not fire

I’m self-employed and I’m not a fan of my boss.
My employee seems to always be at a loss.
When it comes time to pay he wants a check.
But as for me all I want is his honest respect.
He wants to work overtime but there’s no extra pay.
But I as a boss has to come in every single day.
My employee wishes I was not always over his shoulder.
I remember when he wanted one day to be a soldier.
Sick days is on my employee, but I cant afford it.
Because we have to think of what’s more important.
Keep writing and submitting articles to different blogs.
Because when I’m self-employed the boss is never wrong.

She was so beautiful
That the only words used to describe her
Were not from a lost language
But from a lost people.
But beauty did not simply inhabit her figure.
It ran so much deeper than visual essence.
Her beauty was in her voice.
Soft, yet it drew me to her.

Her beauty was bathed in kindness
And when I offered her a towel.
She blushed and said thanks.
I said I was not just giving it to her.
It was an effort on my behalf.
Because I was throwing it in.
And laying down any game I thought I had.
To get the woman I know I love.
Why do I need to look at anyone else
When I have already seen you twice.
And every time I view you.
You look better than each and every woman out there.

The Manyman stepped back and waved his hands saying, No, no, I meant my nephew! My beloved one!”The Alliance Project pointed at The Manyman and said, “Seize him.” The Dahomeyian Scepter Guardians put him under guard and led him away. The Peacemonger for Strengthened Weapons looked on and a shiver ran up his soul. Message called out from her palace, “I am coming to lead you!”
The Alliance Project pointed at the Seragon Mountains and grimly noted to Message “A war is just to determine which side will have a victory parade after people die but before everyone is dead.” Message nodded and started to come down. She took her Dahomeyian Scepter and put on her Galvatar Watch. Message pushed a button and the Celestial Blade Saber came into her hands. Message walked out to where the soldiers were gathered. Suddenly there was a rumbling from deep inside the mountains. They turned black and shifted to the right side. Arthur took his side by The Alliance Project and Message and pulled out Excalibur.
A ominous figure rose from the mountain. It spoke in a conversation of tongues as it set down in front of them. One of those tongues, a deep baritone that was cold in its logic, said, “ Silly Message. Pretending as if you like war because then you can save your people. Your true motives were crouched in the shadows until the bloodshed threw them into the dying light. When others see who you really are  they get ashamed because you are a shame.”
Message said, “ High talk from a person who always disagrees with himself.” The Alliance Project yelled out to the Dahomeyian Army, “Take your positions! This is war.” Message walked out in front of her Dahomeyian Army and cried out, “Soldiers, now is the time to end that monster who afflicted this planet under two heritages!” The Dahomeyian Army gave a shout and then charged.
Message went forward but the Alliance Project held her back saying, “You do us better staying back and directing the battle.” Arthur can lead the head-on charge and I can focus any reinforcements as needed. We have new roles now.” Message huffed and sat down on the grass. It was a small hill, but she felt that she was even smaller because she was no longer part of the action. Message looked up at the sky and noticed for the first time that it had three moons…..
The Alliance Project directed Paroah Chariots to encircle Mythology and to have suppression fire while soldiers kept up the heat on Mythology. Mythology was hit many times but refused to go down. Arthur flashed Excalibur and suddenly Mythology fell to his knees. But when the Dahomeyian saw his face, he was grinning, a smile that was chilling because of its unpacked evil.
Mythology called out to Arthur in a woman’s voice, The light from your Excalibur has freed my forces, and now they are ready to arise and swallow this forsaken planet. Say goodbye now, because no one will remember you later.”
Mythology looked at the moons above and suddenly, ominous warriors began to drop from those moons. Each clad in armor and carrying a weapon that seemed to be half blade, half hand-cannon. The Alliance Project went into the Isotrain Mechanism preparing to fly up to cut off the source, and Message ran after him. Message yelled out, “I am your Dahomeyian Rulership and I demand that I come with you as your commander, and I order to come as your wife!!!” The Alliance Project shrugged and Message sent a note to Arthur on her Galvatar Watch saying, “ Hold off those beings until we can get to the moons and destroy the source. Only use Excalibur for stabbing but don’t use the Light Power because it attracts these fiends.” Arthur said, “Got it. We have to get in close for hand to hand combat.” Message turned around and said, “See I can do a lot better being a part of the action.” The Alliance Project shrugged and piloted the Isotrain Mechanism toward the Tripodate Moons.

I'm sorry that our situationship has got to end
I am the only one who is to blame
Its time for me to stop as if it's all pretend
Now I feel nothing but sorrow and shame.

I'm sorry but I feel the urge to leave
Our situationship has lasted for quite a while
When I think of you I can't help but grieve
Maybe one day we will make up and reconcile

I look about on the good times we spent together
The conversations we had were wonderful and great
I'm sorry we have to end it but its for the better
Please don't think of me as filled with malice or hate

I still hold your hold close to my heart
Dont make this situationship be a memory
Its sad that our situationship has drifted apart
So when you look up above, remember me.

The sky above is my helmet, adorning my head as a crown.
This firmament moves from night to foggy as the sun rises.
Just as this son's hair will shift from dark to grey.
It rains as I reign, and those droplets are sweat off my brow.
The birds that soar above are the diamonds for this headdress.
The thunder overhead sounds like thoughts, that rage in the waning hours.
But the rainbow that follows is the banner of our fathers.
Who marched to war under their colors, just as we fight under colors today.
Now we do not battle so much under the red, white and blue,
But under the red versus the blue versus the white.
The blood of Africa sprints across my veins and into my heart.
My soul is fashioned from the breastplates of those ancient warriors.
Mother Nature knew I had to grow up strong for battle.
So she bestowed on her son that armor of times past to fight
But she never thought that I would need more than armor for this war.

They advertised this bed.
Shouting that it was good for sleep aways.
Would put all of your sleep problems away for good.
But they never told me that with all my worries.
Sleep could not be good.
Oh sure, I hopped in
The pillows were something lovely.
I was told that someone else could sleep there lovely.
I needed no covers, it was not the cold winter.
But then I could not fall asleep.
I could not even fall out of bed.
I could just lie there, but I could not even lie to myself.
Sleep should not be this hard.

The darkness was both inviting and forbidden.
Inviting me to go to sleep
While forbidding me to dream.
The dream, the dream was the goal.
If I could only dream.
I was like in hibernation, but I could not dream.
So I knew that I was not sleeping.
I was being denied my dream to dream.

The darkness was showing its hand.
Turning this hand.
I see the lighter side of that hand as it grasps above
As those hands were pointing to adolescence.
First 4 then 5 then 6.
Time turned into a toddler so trifling.
Its fingers were reaching out across the sky.
If I could just have 2 hours, 1 hour.
Now  it is time to wake up.
I could not sleep, I could not dream
But now I must do everything in my power to stay awake.

I was glued to the T.V
As a child.
No, I was not watching cartoons
I was watching the weather
And hoping for the magic announcement.
They kept talking about people getting caught in the snow.
And the snowplows in the snow
I wanted to hear that schools were canceled because of the snow.
Then a man came on the television
Maybe he would announce my deliverance.
New York schools are….
I held my breath
Open.
Oh no.
I did not do my homework
Because I thought there would be a snow day.
Now I have to do it on the bus.
Its hard to do math problems
With the bus trying to navigate the snow.
They say I can play with the snow at school
I reply that it is better to play in the snow at home.
They don’t seem to understand my sudden concern
So I put on my jacket and go outside
A snow day has been denied to me
And the man on television now owes me.

She who called herself Beauty told me, You can't tread water inside my gene pool
I replied it probably sounded better in your head, but out loud it seems cruel.
But I'm not in pools my mind is a Concorde jet ready to touch the skies
She laughed and said, I don't know what that plane is and I'm not surprised.
I said the Concorde was limited edition, and its speed was basically fighter jet.
The class of plane that is better wasn't made higher yet.
It is one of a kind, and so am I, because I'm a collectible
And what you call treading water someone who calls herself joined will call out Come walk on my waters Mr. Incredible.

Some would pick at the petal of the rose
And say he loves me, he loves me not
I suppose.
But feelings are so much more
Than uprooted flowers.
It is more than you and me
It is ours

That rose could be part of a bigger collection
A wedding bonquet
When we love into each other’s eyes
And say I love you forever and always
That rose can always be called
To be a boutonniere men pin to their suits
Standing as the best of men.

The rose can be laid down
As the flowers people give as we walk from the reception.
As husband and wife.
That rose can be put up
As decorations that celebrate everlasting to forever in a halled room.
Finally that rose can be taken off
After all of the festivities of the day
When garments are laid aside
Still smelling of perfume made from dug-up roses.

Son of David, may you be a better man than I could ever be.
I pray for forgiveness, because blood is on our hands.
Look at us, the ones who have wronged so much.
Innocence is spread over the face after the fight is lost.
While there was sleep for the few, there was a plot.
They took him and placed him into the hands of men.
Reinforcements should have been called, but a king’s decree said halt.
Weapons were laid on him, but those who supported stepped back.
The woman who loved this soldier had nothing to do with this.
There was weeping and after a while found comfort in trembling arms.
He called himself a soldier of valor, but the odds were against him.
I’m sorry that it was not him who was the target, but what he blocked.
But it was too late, and there was evidence, and he had a sentence of death.
I panicked so I denied what happened, and then I searched for him.
This woman knew me, but after it was done I tried to hide my worse nature.
She spoke to me in a manner I would never forget.
I looked out and saw this woman, and her countenance was such that it shook me.
I knew I should have been in a different location, but the struggle of life was on me.
Now I stand back not to admire my courage, but to confess the wrong I allowed.
This

They told me
Son sit down
Because we don’t need to fight.
You can relax with benefits
So I left
But I came back
No one called me to arrive
I just had a feeling
The fight was here.
They would need a man of war in their midst
Because even though I left
I never took off my armor
So when I saw this day coming
I thought, Poor fools who would attack
They never accounted for me.

You may not see my strength
Think that there is no power in me
But just look at me in adversity
And strength is all that you will find in me
My power will be what you cannot stop talking about
After adversity is no more.

I was in the student center one day
I was watching a game
And it became vital to me over time
In fact, It became more than important
It was revelation.
But this was not found in a book.
I could watch it on T.V
Knights with helmets battling on a field.
Some of my friends became those knights
And fought on the high school level.
It was different playing it in the inner-city
Where one person would throw up a ball
And we would all try to catch it.
Dodging cars and houses and the road.
I tried to be one of those knights
But I was more suited to watching
Than taking up arms.
Because I could not catch the bullet from certain arms.
They said I should stick to shooting
Basketballs, that is.
Then I was introduced to the Super Bowl
And it drew me in.
I did not think any bowl could be so amazing
I am not a dog
But this bowl is always filled with treats
So I kept coming back year after year.
And the college bowls as well
Now I had more bowls than mouths
But I was not complaining
So when I was able to set up my own Super Bowl tradition
And this is tradition
A national holiday as game
It was a fulfillment of a youthful passion.

My lines have controlled substance that will up your heart rate.
Superfly, caught airplanes in my hands and don’t want to depart late.
Because like Clark Kent I was born to be soaring.
I get strength from the sun that rises in the morning
The guns went off, and I made sure that I start straight.
So when people ran up against me, they could not catch.
I went to the finish line, they stayed with the back cameras
Then they tried to make excuses with wack manners.
Those behind were pressed further and lacked answers.
This king got the medal in my hand like Black Panther.
I was in my prime like my first home is Cybertron.
So when I brought the drive, it was vibrant and strong.
Came from the motherland that’s the tribe I’m on.
So when they try to ask me what type of race I’m in.
I’ll say I belong to the race where I'm ahead and winning

Mary walked in the garden.
Like Eve did in the creation.
Only she was looking for her God.
Not trying to hide from him.
Looking for a place to escape the eyes of God.
She saw His face
And asked where did they take my Lord.
He replied, I AM he.
Jesus said I will go to my God.
So tell the world.

Thomas was part of that world
But Thomas has said
Or proclaimed
I will not believe
Belief will not be discovered in me
Until I am able to touch his side
Afflicted by a spear
Touch his hands
That were nailed to the cross.

Jesus came
And said, Thomas look, look
Behold the Son of Man who died to save the world.
Put your hand.
Take your best finger and point.
And put it into my side
See how it goes all the way in.
Right to the knuckle.
That spear went all the way in too.
Take your other finger
And put it into my palm.
See how it digs into the hand?
Those nails went all the way through.

Jesus met Peter as well.
Jesus was saying feed my lambs, feed my sheep
Jesus looked at Peter and whispered, Feed me
For I am the Lamb of God
This was different from God in the garden.
He caught Adam and Eve with the seeds of the forbidden fruit on their tongues.
The sweetness of this fruit caught in their throats.
The juice dripping from their lips.
While in the garden God pointed at Adam and Eve
And said you fed yourself.
The evidence is all over your face.
Helped yourself to food that was not yours
Because you wanted the knowledge that is all mine.
You did not eat to live, you ate to rebel.
And in all rebellion must come punishment.

Jesus came and said the rebellion is over
I have come to lead a new movement, a new uprising.
Now is the stage of fulfillment in Christ
Now mankind does not have to feed
Mankind can feed me.
Because I fasted in the wilderness against the face of the enemy
Feed me his insecurities.
Feed me his needs
He can touch me and see where I suffered
So his suffering can finally come to an end.

I am one of the people who was in the crowd.
Who said to **** Jesus, and said it out loud.
I shouted we wanted the thief, who was guilty
When Pilate asked about the Christ, I said **** he!
I also screamed that his blood be on us and our children.
Little did I know that a generation later, they'd be killed for sin.

I am one of the Roman Soldiers, who gave Christ scorn.
He looked with compassion, as I put on him a crown of thorns.
Then I won the garment, and saw that blessing was in its fibers.
Although I did not have a clue Jesus is the risen Messiah.
When he died I said that this was God’s son truly
So why did we have to treat Christ incarnate cruelly.
I just home that one day he can come back to us.
Because before I did not believe but now in Christ I trust.

I am the thief who hung by Christ on my cross.
At first I told Jesus to save us so we would not be lost.
Then I saw that Jesus came to save us from sinful fear.
I accepted Christ before the Roman came with the spear.
After a long while, my soul left myself as I died.
But before I passed, I saw Jesus at God’s right hand side.
Glory be to Jesus, he redeemed me on my deathbed.
I inherited eternal life before I was left dead.

My lines are so sick, that all of them are in the clinic with a cough later.
This force is so strong with me  that I was the father to Darth Vader.
Your lines are dead, and don’t blame it on the approaching storm.
And you couldn’t get reception because your tone was wrong.
So you trying to get a signal, but you couldn’t even get one from  Dark Knight’s violence
Trying to bring the drive in all that you do, but you parked right by hydrants.
I did not need to pick up a hammer because I was already worthy.
And Thanos snapped his fingers to avoid me, because he could not hurt me.
So in this life of written word, you can call it a modern Shakespeare sonnet.
They look down at my paper like they look at a casket, to see a wake here on it.

I don’t need a runway
To take off and be fly
Like Clark Kent
I just look for space and go higher.
And the forces of the earth cannot keep me down.
I get my energy from above.
Because I walk with something on my chest
Some people see it as an S.
The symbol that is always there
Others see it as hope
You believe what you believe
People identity me by what is on my chest
Because they think it makes me superman
When in fact it reminds me what I fight for.
And why I wake up every morning.

The beginning of a poet?
Its like trying to get to the beginning of man.
It started with Dr. Seuss
And colorful pictures and rhyme.
Continued with the reading of psalms.
And looking at King Arthur.
Trying to create short stories.
Until I realized I could do it in rhyme
And tell a story at the same time.
And use metaphor and alliteration.
Without having to draw it out.
I could put Arthur’s sword in the stone again.

It was also embedded in the soul of rap music.
I thought that I could spit like them.
And I kept writing until I woke up one day.
In a cold sweat to realize that I was not a rapper
But I could make something of these words
That was not rap
But was a special bond.
It picked up in school

When the teacher said, I have an assignment.
And I discovered a part of me
That I thought was buried
In my childhood
And to arrange them into beauty.
And then the beginning really soared in slam poetry.
Spoken word that was performance art.
Even though I did not win an award.
I discovered a talent
That was more than victory
It was realization.

My whole body went under the water, because I  am dedicated.
And reading the Bible for revelation is nothing to me  because its premediated.
If I fall, God reassures me that the blood of Jesus speaks better things.
I am a King who can bring my problems to the one who rules over everything.
Jesus went through hell so he could cast his blood on the mercy seat.
He Got up from under the ground, so that I could rise above defeat.
Jesus came out of the place that had never seen a light.
But He is the light of the world, even though darkness came to fight.
Victory was in his hands, and the Morning Star overcame the night
Now there is hope, because he took the keys of hell and the grave
Jesus laid down his life and took it back to  tell us he saves.

Adam and Eve walked out with heads bowed, covered in ****** lamb’s fur.
This was not how man was supposed to leave, in such a bad manner.
God walked purified in the Garden, but he laid down in a ***** manger.
Lay God down so we would not walk among God as unworthy strangers.
Because God said that His firstborn would crush the snake’s head.
So when the wise men gave the babe Jesus gifts, it was also for our sake instead.
Gifts were a foretaste of the time Christ gave his body to break bread.
God has a prophecy in the beginning, but the wise men had a dream.
Angels drove out Adam and Eve, but another said Herod is a fiend.
Now the angels were not against us, so that Jacob could say he struggled.
But Herod ordered that all the sons be killed, so Rachel was in trouble.
She mourned and could not be comforted, but Mary found guidance.
The protection of the Most High was on her, to shield from Herod’s violence.
Joseph and Mary had to go to Egypt, and leave Bethlehem.
Because they had to protect Jesus, or else it would be the death of him.
But rejoice because God whispered, Out of Egypt I called my firstborn son.
John cried out in wilderness places, Prepare the way, The Day of the Lord is come!

The breath of fear is twice touched.
Once by the winds of belligerence
Which speak out to those ravens of terror
Whose flight no weapons can hunt
Twice grasped by a shaken spirit
Which refuses to sleep as I  cannot exhale
Because that inhale is throughout the chest
And I cannot relax until it comes back to the heart.
Maybe the solution is not breath
But the waters
Because it is in the dampness that this breath is put where it belongs.
So I can arrive to the place I am supposed to be
Even if those waters are only in my eye.

To here I stand, a man alone to fend
I see the dark in spots they said was shine
The day to laugh is soon, I’m sure no end.
To start this breath of happiness will come in time.

To smile is good, the joy I have is great.
Even chuckle until my chest is sore.
I must receive this glee before it’s late.
This breath resides forevermore.

The breath of joy is there by inch and walk.
My chest and smile agree, I’m glad they spoke.
I’m happy that they met to chat and talk
And then my eyes opened, and I stood awoke.

The day I don’t look on the  upside  to grin.
Is bleak for me, and one I wont go in.

Can we get a round of applause for this occasion?
How we celebrate this day with lights and trees
Reckon that this is the most important time of year
I believe it is the happiest time of the calendar
See the brightness of the lights is blinding
Trees too short to climb and too sharp to touch.
Mistletoe I hope to find with the girl I like under it.
And as we stare, love is certainly in the air
So if we kiss, this season has become so great.

Do I put coal in the stockings of my nephews and nieces
And tell them that Santa did it for them being naughty
Yea that sounds like a good idea, but my aunts and uncles would not be happy.

Message turned around  to speak in her Coronation dress.
The Alliance Project slyly walked up beside her, and wished her the best.
She smiled weakly and said, I wish my father The Legate was here.
Her lower lip trembled as she wiped away from her face a tear.
Message held up her hands and said, I promised myself I would not cry.
The Alliance Project said, His advice-essence is in the Scepter, he did not die.
Besides, he would be proud to see you restored his planet back to its origin.
They kissed briefly and Message said, Let’s go downstairs to the Coronation.
Inside was a great hall, where all of  the Federation had gathered to meet.
The Covenantial Project was to crown Message, by putting the Rexic shoes on her feet.
Message sat down on the throne and got up rapidly sayin, This throne is too cold!
Lady of the Night called out in the audience, Be prepared for it to warm, before you get old.
Message took the scepter in hand and recited the Federation pledge.
And then kneeled down, as The Covenantial Project took Excalibur and touched her with its edge.
She got up and the Federation crowd all cheered, because here was their new queen.
The Covenantial Project put the Rexic shoes on her feet, and Message stood to preen.
The Alliance Project and Message boarded the Isotrain Mechanism  one last time, to head for their new home planet object
This planet is the new Dahomeyia, whose people were protected by Message and the Alliance Project.
THE END.

Message started humming, and the Knights stared in bewilderment too.
Lady of the Night asked, What are you doing, and Message I am singing the Nike chant to you.
Drozen is dead and that is the ultimate good, because his body now reeks in fire- victory.
Breastplate Bearer said, So tell me how did you come about the Imperial Candicacy.
Message took a deep breath and said, Well me and Drent stepped forward, and others at the Wisebeing Assembly because to rule was on our lips.
Then the Advocate- Counsel spoke up to our shock, You will all fight for this sacred Dahomeyian Rulership.
Drent and I look at each other in disbelief, I whispered to myself, how could I slay my brother.
My father who held the Dahomeyian Rulership put his head in his hands, but I could not see my mother.

Then Drent interrupted me to say, He had to defend his Rulership that was bankrupted and abused.
Message retorted, You forgot he had the Treasuryist arrested and killed on no charge.
You loved him as our father but my keen perception saw through the familial mirage.
Begin, the Battlefare Grader, as they fought each other to be an Imperial Candidate.
This struggle was about getting the Dahomeyian Rulership, it was not about hate.
Finally I and Drent were the last ones standing after all the bloodshed, Drent was too weak to make a fist.
I cried out to the Battlefare Grader with tears streaming down my eyes, I cannot **** for this.
The Advocate- Counsel curtly said, Either he dies or you do, The Dahomeyian Rulership is worth the risk.
I lifted my weapon and staggered under its newfound heaviness, poised to take the life of mine own sibling.
Stop, Message, STOP!, called out my father, from his entrapment on the Lexicon Podium in desperate pleading.

You do not hold the Dahomeyian Rulership anymore, the Advocate-Counsel said with a frown.
My father yelled back, I will not stand to see you destroy the Dahomeyian Royal Family, my sacred bloodline, for a mere Rulership crown!
I put forth an Intervention Amendment, and I choose Message and Drent as Imperial Candidates to proceed.
The Advocate General said, Very well, this is a good resolution so no one else has to bleed.
So I and Drent stepped forward, and the Flaretine Scholar was writing feverishly with his pen.
I had no idea who would win the Dahomeyian Rulership, me or Drent.
I had forgotten about Drozen, he must have left to gather mercenaries.
Both me and Drent went down with one hand on the floor and us in the Coronation Stance on bended knee.
The Advocate General scolded me saying, Your Coronation Stance is off, you should have your foot more forward and stop shaking.
I was still shook I almost killed Drent, and that my father who held the Dahomeyian Rulership was forsaken.

Drozen came to interrupt the proceedings, and snatched us away before I could hear the Coronation Verdict.
I could see the Diablo-Robots my mother told me about at bedtime, and their presence made me sick.
After Drozen pushed the Damocles Stone, I screamed in horror until I could not cry.
Then I vowed I would do whatever it takes, so that Drozen would be dead by I
I can still feel my father’s presence with me, although I cannot explain why
I hope my father is still alive, so we can rehabilitate his name with a Downtrodden Argument
What was your father’s name, asked Lady of the Night, and Message replied sobbing, His Dahomeyian Leadership name is the Legate.

Drozen stood before the Council of the Faceless Tongues, kneeled before
He was the Commander of the Numberless Clans, and knew his superiors.
The Prefector murmured, you said with great confidence Earth was dealt with.
The Dragon Power and Dragon-man proves that your speech was myth.
Drozen replied, My liege, I was conquering other worlds to isolate the Earth rock.
Because to allege that I cannot subdue little Earth would be the worst talk.
The Prefector sneered, Maybe we need the Legate to acquire this oceaned planet.
And send you to a realm that is more manageable as a colonized hamlet.
Drozen urged, Not at all my Lord, I will make sure that the deed is done.
And by the end of my warmonger, there will be no doubt who has won.
I don’t want any interference, just let me leave and give me clearance
You are the Council of the Faceless Tongues, and I bow to you tyrants.
The Prefector motioned, Very well prepare your Diablo-Robots and go vanquish.
But be warned that if you cannot conquer this Earth rock, you will be banished.
The Drozen left muttering, I must destroy this Dragon Power and Dragon Man.
As the Drozen teleported to the Alieno-Mechanism, he called on the Numberless Clans.
Dragon-Man on Earth felt uneasy, he knew someone was coming in defiance.
But he could not face this threat alone, Dragon-Man knew he would need an alliance.

The Covenantial Project then stepped back to work-examine
A figure rode forward on a Centaur-Raptor and asked what is our canon?
The Covenantial Project responded- You will form the Armored Trilogy.
With Dragon-Man and Drent, you Chrysatium will head the Helion Knighthood Way to make three.
Chrysatium urged, We must go now, and The Covenantial Project said, Patience is a virtue.
You must let the humans and Dahomeyians make peace with themselves, before they hurt you.
Chrysatium then questioned, so what do we do now, The Covenantial Project said we lie low.
The Legate is coming and they will be allied with us faster than any of them know.
There is a fish minion called Shark-Devil, he is minor but an inconvenient insight.
I will **** him, said Chrysatium, and The Covenantial Project said, Hush this is Dragon-Man’s fight.
Then what is my fight, Chrysatium asked, Your mission now is not to fight but to reinforce.
Because when his fight goes bad you Chrysatium will be the one to set it on the right course.

Chrysatium grumbled but went back to work on some Centaur-Raptor wings.
He wished that the Covenantial Project was not such an expert on everything.
Because battlefare was his specialty, why did the Covenantial Project know more than he did.
The Covenantial Project went back to sit down on the Podium Grid.
Chrysatium come here, and Chyrsatium ran to the Covenantial Project leader.
See this seat with a chair, Chrysatium nodded, This is for the one who is the Deciperment reader.
One by one they had died, or were destroyed in Battlefare by dark powers.
But I know for a fact there is one person out there with abilities like ours.
Can you tell me her name, Chysatium asked, and The Covenantial Project answered Lady of the Night.
Chrysatium protested, But that is impossible she does not know how to Decipherment write.
She knows more than she reveals, Chrysatium revealed with a wry smile improper.
How do you know her so well, Chrisatium demanded and the Covenantial Project said, She is my daughter.

God then proclaimed
Over all of his creation
Let us make man in our image
After our likeness.
To look like us
And to like what we like
To be like we be.
God took the dirt from the earth
And mixed it with the waters.
Until he had a form.

But God needed more than a form
Because this was a house of worship
And a house of worship
Needed a congregation of the spirit.
But God was the spirit this house needed
A body without a life is just a scene
And it was time to bring this man into the land of the living.
God breathed, out
The breath was cool and refreshing
The breath went through the form’s nostrils
So he could smell God’s creation
To Adam’s mouth
So he could speak the things of God
So he could give the worship the angels could not
This breath was the wind flowing from the soul of God
A piece of Jehovah he wanted to give to his choicest creation
For man to keep
And for man to live on

The breath of God then arrived to Adam’s belly
To fill a hunger that Adam would have.
It finally came to his legs
Adam’s toes stirred.
God then stepped back
To admire his creation.
This was more than good
It was man
Adam lay there
God shouted, Adam arise!
Adam then got up from his knee.

Message cocked her head as if to understand what Arthur had just said. She pulled a lock of hair back and questioned, “All of them? How?!” Arthur sighed and said, “When time was not, Mythology
was. He is made up of twelve force-beings who many people in the past had to worship. They were joined by the strength of the Five Arguments, Power, Dominion, Acceleration, Presence, and Existence. There is this legend that an Argument called the Thirteenth was supposed to join and did not. If one of these
arguments are missing, they will not exist, or cease to exist the way Mythology is as a composite being. But these force-beings were always in disharmony, and as a result chaos and calamity was in the world.
The only beacon of hope in the world was Troy.”
Message nodded and said, “So that was how the Trojan War began?” Arthur said, “ Yes. Forget that Helen and most the beautiful woman nonsense, it was only a façade. What Mythology really wanted was to destroy the world, just as he wants to destroy this one. When the Trojans scattered all over the world his mission was deterred at every turn by their descendants throughout time. ” Message gripped her chair so hard that she thought that her veins would pop. Message inquired, “But what can I do about this threat? The Assembly of the Many voted me down and if I try to take action, those fools can take away my Rulership, as they did my father’s.” Arthur grinned slyly and said, “You can’t do
anything, but me and the other Projects can. We serve the Dahomeyian Rulership but are independent, and we don’t answer to the Assembly of the Many. That way, if anything happens….Message and Arthur yelled out together, “The Dahomeyian Rulership is not responsible!”
Message pursed her lips as she said, “ Whatever you need, I can give it to you.” Arthur said, “We first need to go on a reconnaissance mission before we can take further steps to combat Mythology. We need to know the enemy.You can stay back so if we need anything we can contact you and you can
forward it to us by Galvatar watches. I will also give you Lady of the Night’s hook-up so all of the Federation can be on stand-by. “ Message nodded, relieved that something was finally going to be done. Arthur stood up and as his walked out he said, “ Tell The Alliance Project I have a mission for him so his
days as a house husband are over.” Message laughed.
When the Alliance Project came home, he was startled to see Message crouched over the laptop with a familiar look on her face. He thought, “This is the face she has when she is determined to
fight…..””Honey!” Message said as she ran to The Alliance Project and gave him a kiss. “ Don’t honey me, what are you up to?” Message smiling seductively at him and said, “ Just a little Battlefare. I was going to send the Projects to fight Mythology.” The Alliance Project sighed and replied, “ What did the Assembly of the Many say?” Message’s smile turned into a snarl and she snapped, “The Projects are under the Federation and I am their head. It was an executive decision.” She also turned around and
said, “Need I remind you I am your head as well?” The Alliance Project sat down and pondered this decision. He got up and said, “Ok, where is Arthur and the Covenantial Project. We can bring some Scouts from Earth and go. “ “But” The Alliance Project said, waving his hands around, “This is only reconnaissance, not a combat mission.” “Right” Message, agreed, but her fingers were crossed behind her back.” “ Why are you winking” The Alliance Project demanded. “I had something in my eye,”
Message laughed.
Message, Arthur, The Covenantial Project, and The Alliance Project were in the Dahomeyian Arsenal preparing for the mission against Mythology. The Covenantial Project said, “ Mythology can
sense courage, so we need Strength Suppressors to be put on the side of the Isotrain Mechanism. Arthur and the Alliance Project nodded in agreement. The Covenantial Project then said, “I will pilot and Arthur will wield the Lifeforce Seeking Missiles. We have to see who Mythology interacts with on Dahomeyia,
because I am sure he has spies. Then we will disengage, go back up, and Message you try to convince the Assembly of the Many that Mythology is the biggest threat there is. I will send out communications to Essence because we need her in this fight.” Everyone nodded.
Far off in the distance, in a place measured not by light-years but by light-timelines, there should a woman warrior with a wicked recurved bow in her hand. She sighed as she thought of how she was not able to get to Troy, Camelot and Dahomeyia in time. Someone tapped her on the shoulder and asked, “Essence?”
She turned around.
“Dahomeyia needs you now more than ever and  sooner rather than later.”

The dirt cried out
Until it started to whimper
My God, my God When is your promise coming?
You cursed my face saying I should give birth to thorns
These were great labor pains and blood as well
From the hands of man plucking the birth
From my body.
You sent the waters that I thought would cleanse
But after the waters came more thorns
So I guess nothing changed.
You sent the fire and I wished it would change mankind
But after the fire came the fingers of man who kept cursing
As well as being cursed.
I gave birth to thorns
God you breathed into me and man stood up.
Man came out of me
But can dry bones rise again?
Man would have to come out of me a second time
Crawl back into the womb of dirt and soil
And rise up out.
That would have to be someone special
The government would be on his shoulders
Because he would have to use his hands to climb out of the dirt.
It hurt when I gave birth to thorns
Just imagine the labor pains giving rebirth to the Son of Man.

The divine gave the birth certificate of an angel to my veins
When the redness of Lamb's blood wrote on the walls of my heart.
It was on the finger of the Most High.
The doctors murmured I had to be cut out.
They pointed to me in the ultrasound and said to the surgeon: Cut it out.
Because otherwise the suspense of the womb would unborn me dead.
They say what the Lord gives He takes away
The doctors determined the only thing a normal birth could give
Would be to take me from myself
So that only a headstone would remain.
That stone would not cry out
But be silent, forever
The only place my name would appear
Would be in tearful sighs
And marked stones.

But imagine if that name was a question
That only worship could answer
The finger of the Lord scribbled Michael
Because He heard that cry.
Imagine that my other name was a statement that hoped I would live.
That prayed I would count as belonging to the land of the living.
Have strength like a rock
And not just a name on a stone.
The finger of the Lord etched Binka.
On the wall of a heart
That was made of living, precious stones.

God said I will redeem your hope.
So that when I was held
It was the first time since the beginning
I did not face the option of being disembodied
Now I had to be strength embodied
I would not ever have to claw myself back into the womb
Because I always climbed out into life
And now there is no turning back.

In life I wear a mask, in death a grave
This mask is kingly borne to fit the great.
To place remains in grounds with nothing to save.
The mask after my life is just my fate.

To say to smile futile, I have no eyes
They ask why don’t you wear a hat.
I scream disguise is pain to hide my cries
A cap inadequate, I have no use for that.

The parts of life I need to keep today
Will go below as people say their last
The epitaph omits my private ways
The skeleton is still in closets, past.

Headstone is speaking from beyond my death.
To search for truth until not one is left.

I feel the piece of self in words so true.
Although the whole of ness is not to ask
The phrase, the line, of speech I give to you
To say a page is like a man unmasked.

To state a frame of mind is great to free
The eye is full of sport, a wink is sure
I see the light of smiles, it makes for me
To go at length about a wit so pure.

I step off stage, expect applause to ears.
I hear a thought, He spoke so much at length.
To hear remarks like this, is one I fear.
I gain virtue in their critique, and strength.

He who is brave to hear the voice of crowds
Is made to think about effect endowed.

The Isotrain Mechanism then headed out in the midst of the stars.
Dragon-Man programmed the Matic-pilot to travel just this far.
He then piped up, So what do you think should be our new slogan?
I promise whatever ideas you guys have I will be open.
Breastplate Bearer sat up and spoke, as only he would
If we cannot defend thee, then nobody else could
This fight isn’t our fault but we still go full throttle
You fool Breastplate-Bearer that is not a fitting motto.
Lady of the Night asked, Where is Message I have not seen her in a while
Message came out of the Emerald Latrine with the biggest smile.
Why you grinning, Lady of the Night asked, Message said, Oh I just heard you talking absurd
And mottos, slogans, and anthems are my speciality, my people dabbled in spoken word.
From the depths of the sky to all the realms you know, we are arisen and come.
So Drozen and the Faceless Tongues, those will not end up slain cannot run.
This is the SheTalkman of the Federation, if you did not have evil you’d have nothing at all.
So it does not matter how you will rise or where, because you will together fall.

I’ve never heard of SheTalkman, Dragon-Man said with a wry grin.
It doesn’t sound as good as Breastplate-Bearer, said Breast-plate Bearer’s seated voice scowling.
Message said I guessed now is a good time to say that I am the Federation’s spokesman.
Or spokeswoman, why you Earthlings attach male to everything is one thing I don’t understand
You can’t say mankind without man, Breastplate-Bearer said in a combative tone.
You also can’t pronounce it without kind, Lady of the Night interrupted, So leave her alone.
We are here, Dragon-Man said, relieved to break them up before something bad happened here.
This is an ugly here, Lady of the Night replied as the Isotrain Mechanism shifted to Chaplain gear
Dragon-Man touched his head and then his chest, Message asked, What on earth is that?!
Breast-plate Bearer condescendly said, we are not on Earth anymore, and it is a Bloodstored Chant.
Dragonman replied, There is no Oathed Sacrifice without the Bloodstored Chant and the Laisian oath.
Lady of the Night asked, Do we come for war or peace, and Dragonman said grimly, Both.

It is a feeling I both wanted and dreaded.
I guess I could say I love-loathed it.
You and me sitting together.
Alone.
This is what I thought I always desired.
So why am i so scared.
Why am I sweating even though I feel cold inside.
How come I can't hear what you are saying over my beating heart.
I try to speak
But the words get stuck in the space
Between I love you and my first kiss.
I just wish this feeling could last forever
Or until we meet lips when we meet again.
This will be one of many firsts.

The Dragon Power told Dragon-Man, we must start to  form the Federation.
Drozen is on his way, and is coming to destroy by annihilation.
As Dragon-Man he knew he had to find the Lady of the Night
Because she would vital for the Federation’s ultimate fight.
The only problem was that Dragon-Man did not know where to locate her.
He went to his house and thought, The search can continue later.
Suddenly the light turned on, and the Lady of the Night was there frowning.
So you would be in this fight without me after I rescued you, she said hounding.
Dragon-Man looked closer and saw that she was only clowning.
You know that I could not fight without you, Dragon-Man said with a grin.
And the best part is, you already are armed with your own weapon.
Lady of the Night observed, But there are two other weapons, and you have one hand.
Dragon-Man replied, I will recruit others for this Gloryless Cause but I will be in command.
Because this Gloryless cause needs the Oathed Sacrifice to fight.
I'll take on this burden to save, Drozen wants to put out the light.

Lady of the Night said, We can use the Paroah chariot as our battlecraft ride.
Dragon-Man wondered how the Paroah chariot would work with a fighting team inside.
Suddenly they were in the Dragon Tower, and the Dragon Power said we have to say.
That your collective powers together form the Nova Knighthood Way.
The Federation is made up of various Knighthoods to fight against this dire day.
The powers you have now are not enough to fight Drozen in his quest.
So we decided to fashion together a team that would have power to contest.      
Dragon-Man, you will be the Alpha Knight, and pilot the Isotrain Mechanism.
Lady of the Night, your power is the Beta Knight, you will be in charge of the Gem Prism.
But what about the rest of us, Dragon-Man asked the Dragon-Power with surprise.
You must search for them, and remember, you cannot rely on just your eyes.
Dragon-Man woke up in his room, and sighed because he had a hearing.
It was at the end of the day, so when he went to work he knew Joe  would be jeering.
As Dragon-Man drove to work, he thought that he had forgot something.
Little did he know that an entity was not there, but it was coming.

The moon pulls on the oceans
Like a great love story.
The moon makes the ocean down to earth
Makes it more accessible to people.
I wonder when they first met
But they were destined to be together
The moon and ocean understand the gravity of their love
When this moon is full
It is stronger
Like the ocean took the moon to dinner
And the moon said Ill have all the entrees on the menu

The ocean could have selected a star in the sky
But the ocean said, I choose you
Even though you go through phases
I still love you.
Even though you have a dark side
I want to be with you
Man might have walked out on you
But I will always be there
Sometimes the moon embarrasses the ocean
Probably with remarks like
Remember the time you watched that romance movie with me?
The ocean wishes the moon would stop
So that he can show off in front of his boys
And make waves everywhere he goes
But the ocean knows the moon will always be there
And you can even see the moon in the ocean
Still pulling its favorite lover.

The Federation stood around stunned because they did not know what to say
Message was the heart of the Federation, and now she was in Drozen’s fray.
Lady of the Night appeared to them and said Message is ok, Drent you have explaining.
Because it was like they were Romeo and Juliet the way they were complaining.
Drent rose up and said, no it was more like Romeo and Juliet were like Drozen and Message.
My father tried to warn her that as an Imperial Candidate she should spurn his vestige.
But Message did not respond, and as Headdress Prince I tried to get together a decree.
That no barbarian could associate with an Imperial Candidate or die painfully.
Message would not speak to me, and Drozen left in a maniacal fury.
Little did I know that Drozen would come back and this time not as a loving suitor.
The Imperial Candidacy went on, and it was between me and Message to be ruler.
I thought Message would win it, but the Brethren never got to pick.
They handed the Advocate Council the paper with their choice, but she never opened it.
Drozen interrupted the proceedings, and captured us both to his Alieno-Machine.
This is what happens when true love turned into violent vengeance, I would never forget that scream.
He destroyed our planet, and took Message to a load to lock her inside.
And as for me he said, Drent you will be a Teremi Mercanary, and if you fail Message already died.

So I came to Earth, because that was my next assignment.
But I did not know that Message was already there, and had broken out of confinement.
I resented Message for the destruction of our world, but I realize love cannot be forbidden.
I guess Message became a courier of the Dragon Power to become better hidden.
The Federation sat there stunned, and Breastplate-Bearer said, This explains so much.
Dragon-Man groaned and Lady of the Night asked, Tell us, how did she get the Death-Touch.
I think the load was so strong that it had a Gretian force-field and in the process of breaking free.
Some got onto her hands, and over time it evolved to become the Death-Touch on her fingertips.
I could never let go of the fact that I let down my Dahomeyians as a Headdress Prince.
Lady of the Night said, No don’t feel that way, and Breastplate-Bearer said, you really dropped the ball.
Boundaries, Lady of the Night and Dragon-Man both screamed, but Breastplate-Bearer continued, Good thing this is like boxing with gloves at all.
Dragon-Man then turned to Lady of the Night and asked, So did you get any intelligence that you heard.
Lady of the Night said, You can use your disembodiment powers to free her, and Dragon-Man replied, I gave Drozen my word.
Lady of the Night said, Well, there is nothing I can do, because Message just has to fight to victory.
Drent replied, I think now that how Message feels about Drozen, victory is not enough.
Breastplate-Bearer called out, Hey, should I take the cloaking mode off the Isotrain Mechanism?
Dragon-Man shook his head and said, No, this is our base we don’t want Drozen to know where we are living.
The Claimant joust was come, and Drozen and Message were both prepared.
But Dragon-Man was shocked for the first time in a while to feel fear.
He knew Message could fight, but Drozen was the Commander of the Numberless Clans.
They must be Numberless for a reason, but at least Message has the Death-Touch in her hands.
Message took her position on the Centaur-Raptor, its wings were spread out to its fullest.
Drozen also mounted a Centaur-Raptor, but when Message looked closely he was sweating bullets.
He seemed to be out of breath, and Lady of the Night taunted, What is wrong can’t get enough air.
Drozen fired back, After I am done with Message I will end all of you who have come here.
Message and Drozen head together each other Message had her weapons ready for combat.
Suddenly Drozen fell to the ground heavily, without Message making First Contact.
Message pulled out her Celestial Blade Saber, and yelled Surrender or die you fiend.
One of the Scimitan referees said, That is against the rules, and Lady of the Night retorted, Hush, you don’t know what you’ve meaned.
Don’t you realize that Message has saved your planet and many countless more.
I don’t think I did it, Message said as she stepped back with Drozen lifeless on the floor.

Can I have his head, No, Heart, No, Kneecap, No, Message and Dragon-Man argued.
His hands, You have hands, stop trying to be greedy and eat this splendid food.
Message huffed, He did not even have the courtesy to die by my hand, how rude.
Drent called out, So what do we do with Drozen’s lifeless body without power.
Dragon-Man replied, Put it in the Acider flames and let them have a feast to devour
Lady of the Night asked, Dragon-Man, don’t you have a pending court case?
Dragon-Man smacked his head and said, Oh yeah, we better get back to Earth in haste.
No don’t go to Earth yet I want to fight you all, the Legate said in the background.
And in the Voidful Midst the Covenantial Project was gathering the Federation without making a sound.

We made a dwelling and then it dwelled within us.
In forms of dreams, so true inside our souls.
This place is now the land of the living.
With thoughts for roses, that made that land beautiful.
We gave to that land our best, but our best is yet to come.
These dreams became a deed, this deed became real.
This deed is now no longer those earthly dreams.
It moved up when we did, became heaven to us.
When we look up and smile, stars smile back with a twinkle.

Someone was watching Drozen and Dragon-Man headed for a confrontation.
And cursed that the Faceless Tongues did not choose him to battle the Federation.
But he was trapped in the Perishment Cave, and the Faceless Tongues had said.
There will be no peace, until the Federation and Dragon-Power are all dead.
We will choose Drozen, a mercenary who will add Earth to the Conquested Universe.
This being could not protest because he would never be able to get there first.
But through the Foresight Waters, he could see that the Federation was assembling.
The Legate, a voice called out in the darkness of the Acider  Flames to mention
How would we free you, all of our potions are impotent against this fire heat.
The Legate replied, I can stand the heat, but the darkness is too blinding.
Suddenly a dark shadow arrived with beast of burden and said, To rescue you is my assignment.
These are Magaian tiger-hounds, who can eat both the flames and the darkness.
We will then go and make a Scimita barter at the Logre markets.
And why should I trust you, The Legate said as he sat down in the fire.
Because Dragon-Man is the Oathed Sacrifice and he belongs on the altar pier.

What is your name, The Legate asked, and he said, I am Dialect.
I was a Faceless Tongue but they kicked me out because I had no respect.
But in truth, it was the entire council that transgressed against me
And once we finish off Dragon-Man and Drozen, we will go after the Faceless Tongues harshly.
The Legate said, You may proceed, and the Magaian Tiger-Hounds proceeded to eat through.
Dialect took the Legate’s out of the remnant of the Foresight Waters to meet his crew.
Dialect waved his hand and said, These are the brave warriors who live to die for you.
I will be your Warmonger General, and together you will see this is the best decision.
The Legate stepped to the edge of the Hapsumed Mountain and shouted, The Legate is Risen!

Chapter 1- The Saga of the Dragon-Power and Federation Battlefare
Stanza 1-Lady of the Night
You’re such a parcel, but not much of a marvel, you lack a price
But that is good because now we have the Oathed Sacrifice!
Such was the words when Dragon-Man stood before his main foe.
He dare not think what types of devices Drent had for pain though.
Dragon-man was taken off the Lynxian Road and it was a horror soon.
I was watching with my cousins one of the last of the Saturday morning cartoons.
My cousins watched for more, I had already seen it all twenty years before.
I was just shocked that they would show Dragon-Man to Generation Y
Dragon-Man looked to me now like one of those ventilation guys.
I could see Dragon-Man smiling, and I knew exactly what that smile meant.
Because he needed the Composi crossbow, and he could only get it from vile Drent.
The arrows were like missiles that sought out and broke down the body.
It was the type of weapon so strong, it was almost ungodly.

The Abyss-Sword, tell me what does it feel like to be killed by your own weapon.
Dragon-Man replied with a smirk, I don’t know you tell me, and got to steppin.
He reached for the Composi crossbow, but it was snatched away by a Brackti Guard.
**** him with the full arsenal we have, and make sure his death is especially hard.
It is amazing that Dragon-Man could withstand such an onslaught.
He cannot stand up against it for long, with such brawn brought.
Some of the firepower gets close, Dragon-Man might not survive for long.
What manner of man can withstand such a powerful throng?
Suddenly, there is a noise, and all of the Brackti Guard fall dead.
Drent you might have to sacrifice yourself, said a voice that they all dread.
Beside all of them were gleaming bullets, which had a hole in them but were filled with lead.
It was the Lady of the Night, who came in with the Nike sling.
This weaponry was fierce and devoured enemies and their everything.
It also  made a hellish noise when it fired Byzantine bullets, nothing could stand in its path.
Drent suddenly disappeared because with the both of them, his death would be the aftermath.
You forgot your cross-bow, she said as she gave it to him with a smile.
What took you so long, Dragon-Man asked, I was waiting all this while.
You forget it takes long to reach you when you put yourself in trouble.
At least be happy I turned the Brackti Guard into pebbles of rubble.
Dragon-Man looked at the Composti cross-bow and this was good weaponry.
If he saw Drent it would be the last time Drent ever stepped to he.
Let’s go, I got the Paroah chariot, there is no time to waste here.
Drent probably went back to regroup inside of his lair.
Dragon-Man climbed inside the chariot and said “I will drive.
The Lady of the Night replied, I got it, because I want to survive.
They drove the chariot away, and Dragon-Man got back to his place
Little did he know that waiting for him was a criminal court case.

Stanza 2-Dragon-Man’s Advocate
Dragon-Man went back to his home, he did not have a chance
To take back from Shark-Devil the Winged- Fire-Lance.
The next day, he got dressed and went to the building.
They say work is supposed to be the epitome of fulfillment.
See, Dragon-Man’s alter-ego was Jonathan Maine, Esquire.
This is what he would do if he ever had to retire.
But when he got to his desk, there were police all around.
Who told him to get down on the floor and put hands on the ground.
Jonathan never thought this would happen, a lawyer needs an advocate.
He was mad as **** but knew that he had to sit because he was bad at it.
Jonathan was brought to the precinct and placed in a prison cell.
When someone asked what he did Jonathan said I’ll never tell.
Well, well, said a voice and Jonathan instantly knew who it was for dinner.
It was Shark-Devil, also known as Joseph Grant, Police Commissioner.

I’ll let you out if you will work for me, Joseph Grant said with a’
smirk.                                                                                              
Jonathan sneered, Two wrongs don’t make a right so that would not work.
Well then, I guess your days of being Dragon-Man are over and done.
When I am through with you, only in your dreams will you see the sun.
Don’t’ I get a phone call, I know my rights and I know you know them as well.
Shark-Devil tossed him a cell phone and said, Tell them you are going to hell!
Jonathan picked up the phone and said, Now we have Shark-Devil where we want him.
The only problem is the court case, and to get the Winged Fire Lance from Shark-Devil
They accused me of assault, false pretenses and 4 counts of conspiracy and embezzlement.
In came Shark-Devil, holding the Winged Fire-Lance with evil in his eye
So isn’t it ironic that the Fire-Lance you so desperately wanted will make you die.
No need to go before a judge to say that you will not testify, I’m not that kind of guy.
Drent was an idiot, his powers were almost abysmal and worthless.
I needed something  good who would serve my every purpose.
Jonathan looked at the Fire-Lance, it was so hot and the blade was double-edged.
He knew I had to do something quick, or else he was in trouble drenched.

That’s not irony it’s a paradox, Jonathan shouted as I fumbled with my watch.
Jonathan pressed a button and the Abyss Sword came into his hand to launch.
So now we will battle in jail, Shark-Devil sneered as he changed into his form.
That is no big deal to Dragon-Man because that was where he was born.
The Fire-Lance was a marvelous weapon, good for melee or to throw.
But it was not as good as the Abyss-Sword at the brute hacking blow.
Suddenly Dragon-Man gave Shark-Devil a mighty swing, and he fell down.
This is not the last thing you have seen me, Shark-Devil said as he left town.

Dragon-Man pressed his watch, and now he was Jonathan Maine, scarred.
But now he would have to answer to the disciplinary board to not get disbarred.
He picked up the Winged Fire Lance, and that now made his weapons and arsenal.
The Fire-Lance belongs to those who can use it, and use it then well.
Now the lawyer needs a lawyer, Jonathan said with a sigh.
One of the prisoners said to him, I think I know a guy.
Jonathan picked up the phone, the one call did not now apply
The voice on the other end said, Don’t worry, I’ll get the charges dropped.
Now Jonathan just has to sit until he can make bail and get this trial stopped.

Stanza 3-We Are the Dragon-Power.
The dinosaurs did not die out, the survivors became the Dragon Power.
They left for higher ground in the Arurian Tower.
They worked on the Abyss Sword, Winged Fire Lance, Nike Sling and Composti Bow on their grind.
Because they thought that the power that killed the dinosaurs would come a second time.
To succeed where the first time, they had failed.
But they could not leave the tower, they were jailed.
I, Jonathan Maine, stumbled on the Tower, but the weapons were not there.
That someone malevolent would take them was the worst of my fear.

Suddenly I heard a voice who said, We are the Dragon Power and you are chosen.
To become Dragon-Man, and fight against our enemy called the Drozen.
This adversary is also yours, but our weapons were stolen by various evil.
Now you must go on a journey to get this arsenal back, and save your people.
I asked them why they could not fight, and they said, We do not have a presence.
When the Drozen fired asteroids at Earth, he disembodied our essence.
We could make the weapons, but we could not use these instruments.
But we will give you the power of disembodiment as our influence.
And here is what your people called a watch, it will tap into the power of Dragon.
But do not talk about us, no posts on social media or bragging.
I was astounding, but I was glad to have such nice bling.
Now it was the time to save all of Earth and everything.

The Dragon Power warned, Drozen wants to destroy everything, even the darkness
You will have to fight the evil on Earth, but keep your eyes on the ultimate test.
I took the watch, and pressed it, and instantly I saw the Diablo-Robots
The Dragon said, the power of the sky-animals on Earth was transformed to throw shots.
Because the asteroids contained a powerful source called Warbeuite.
We took some of it and used it to make the weapons to fight for good and right.
I just had one more question, how do you speak English so fluently?
People would walk by our tower and have conversations beside the tower’s sea.
I took the watch and pressed another button, and suddenly I was at home.
Out in the day, unbeknownst to me, a powerful being was getting off his throne.

Set a course toward Earth, he said, because this earthling will ruin my plan.
I am going to finish now what I should have done in the beginning.
Master Drozen, we are on our way, the Diablo-Robot said with glee.
Little did I know the strongest force in the universe was coming to fight me.

Stanza 4- The Council of the Faceless Tongues.
Drozen stood before the Council of the Faceless Tongues, kneeled before them.
He was the Commander of the Numberless Clans, and knew his superiors.
The Prefector murmured, you said with great confidence Earth was dealt with.
The Dragon Power and Dragon-man proves that your speech was myth.
Drozen replied, My liege, I was conquering other worlds to isolate the Earth rock.
Because to allege that I cannot subdue little Earth would be the worst talk.
The Prefector sneered, Maybe we need the Legate to acquire this oceaned planet.
And send you to a realm that is more manageable as a colonized hamlet.
Drozen urged, Not at all my Lord, I will make sure that the deed is done.
And by the end of my warmonger, there will be no doubt who has won.
I don’t want any interference, just let me leave and give me clearance
You are the Council of the Faceless Tongues, and I bow to you tyrants.
The Prefector motioned, Very well prepare your Diablo-Robots and go vanquish.
But be warned that if you cannot conquer this Earth rock, you will be banished.
The Drozen left muttering, I must destroy this Dragon Power and Dragon Man.
As the Drozen teleported to the Alieno-Mechanism, he called on the Numberless Clans.
Dragon-Man on Earth felt uneasy, he knew someone was coming in defiance.
But he could not face this threat alone, Dragon-Man knew he would need an alliance.
The Dragon Power told Dragon-Man, we must start to  form the Federation.
Drozen is on his way, and is coming to destroy by annihilation.
Stanza-The Gloryless Cause
As Dragon-Man he knew he had to find the Lady of the Night
Because she would vital for the Federation’s ultimate fight.
The only problem was that Dragon-Man did not know where to locate her.
He went to his house and thought, The search can continue later.
Suddenly the light turned on, and the Lady of the Night was there frowning.
So you would be in this fight without me after I rescued you, she said hounding.
Dragon-Man looked closer and saw that she was only clowning.
You know that I could not fight without you, Dragon-Man said with a grin.
And the best part is, you already are armed with your own weapon.
Lady of the Night observed, But there are two other weapons, and you have one hand.
Dragon-Man replied, I will recruit others for this Gloryless Cause but I will be in command.
Because this Gloryless cause needs the Oathed Sacrifice to fight.

I'll take on this burden to save, Drozen wants to put out the light.
Lady of the Night said, We can use the Paroah chariot as our battlecraft ride.
Dragon-Man wondered how the Paroah chariot would work with a fighting team inside.
Suddenly they were in the Dragon Tower, and the Dragon Power said we have to say.
That your collective powers together form the Nova Knighthood Way.
The Federation is made up of various Knighthoods to fight against this dire day.
The powers you have now are not enough to fight Drozen in his quest.
So we decided to fashion together a team that would have power to contest.      

Dragon-Man, you will be the Alpha Knight, and pilot the Isotrain Mechanism.
Lady of the Night, your power is the Beta Knight, you will be in charge of the Gem Prism.
But what about the rest of us, Dragon-Man asked the Dragon-Power with surprise.
You must search for them, and remember, you cannot rely on just your eyes.
Dragon-Man woke up in his room, and sighed because he had a hearing.
It was at the end of the day, so when he went to work he knew Joe  would be jeering.
As Dragon-Man drove to work, he thought that he had forgot something.
Little did he know that an entity was not there, but it was coming.

Stanza 5-I will bring the War to Drozen
Dragon-Man took the letter from the mailbox and opened it.
When he saw who wrote it, he gasped and had a fit.
It was Drozen, who said I will bring to you The War
On a level your Earthlings have never known before.
You might have the Isotrain Mechanism but I have a machine
No use trying to wake up, because this is not a dream.
Dragon-Man crumpled the letter up and threw it away.
He knew that he had to be ready to fight right now today.
He contacted Lady of the Night on his Galvalar watch.
And told her to get here as soon as possible to this spot.
She came and Dragon-Man prepared to get the Isotrain Mechanism.
Lady of the Night protested, The rest of the team isn’t here or risen.
I hope you would get reinforcements and rethink your decision.
Dragon-Man said, With the Isotrain Mechanism, I will take the war to he
Search for Drozen across the worlds and bring battle to make us free.
The Iso-train Mechanism came, Dragon-Man put the Abyss Sword in the Damocles Stone.
It roared to life, and Dragon-Man proclaimed, Drozen would wish he left us alone!
Lady of the Night parked her Paroah Chariot in it, and now they were ready.
With the Isotrain Mechanism and the Nova Knighthood, the Federation is deadly.
Lady of the Night took the Elysian Scabbard, this would help to ward off injury.
They searched the skies with the Spacecraft scope, looking for their enemy.
Suddenly Lady of the Night screamed, Look at that light headed right towards us.
Dragon-Man turned on the Isotrain Mechanism and said, Engage Supernova rockets full ******!
Drozen and Dragon-Man are on a collision course, the universe will bear this battle’s brunt.
Little did Dragon-Man know, one of the Dragon Power was working for the Faceless Tongues.

Stanza 6- When our Paths Cross Again, Drozen will meet the Hades-Grasp.
The Isotrain Mechanism was getting ready to go take flight.
When a voice cried out, Don’t leave yet you need me for this fight.
Who are you, Lady of the Night cried, and how do I know I can trust?
What about me, Dragon-Man protested, and Lady of the Night said it’s not you it’s us.
I am the Breastplate-Bearer and it is my life’s fulfillment to be the Delta Knight too.
Because Drozen is coming after all of us and what we love, it is not just you.
I carry the Breastplates for all the Knights of the Federation to carry.
So we must be going on our way soon, we cannot stop or tarry.
Because The War will be the event that will define our generation.
And it for this reason that we are all warrior-soldiers in this Federation.

Dragon-Man said, You speak like one who knows war and does skirmish
Bring the Breastplates to the Isotrain Mechanism so it can be furnished.
Breastplate-Bearer also said, I have a Space-craft Vehicle ready to conquer.
Dragon Man replied, We fight to win, but we carry the battle with honor.
You can handle the Lifeforce-Seeking Missiles as your job on the team.
Suddenly Lady of the Night let out a primal, unladylike hell-scream.

A woman was lying on the ground, and she looked so close to becoming a vegetable.
We need to rebuild her, said Breastplate-Bearer, because she looks so dead and still.
There is no time for chivalry, warned Dragon-Man, and she is too delicate to dismantle.
Lady of th

Chapter 1- The Saga of the Dragon-Power and Federation Battlefare
Stanza 1-Lady of the Night
You’re such a parcel, but not much of a marvel, you lack a price
But that is good because now we have the Oathed Sacrifice!
Such was the words when Dragon-Man stood before his main foe.
He dare not think what types of devices Drent had for pain though.
Dragon-man was taken off the Lynxian Road and it was a horror soon.
I was watching with my cousins one of the last of the Saturday morning cartoons.
My cousins watched for more, I had already seen it all twenty years before.
I was just shocked that they would show Dragon-Man to Generation Y
Dragon-Man looked to me now like one of those ventilation guys.
I could see Dragon-Man smiling, and I knew exactly what that smile meant.
Because he needed the Composi crossbow, and he could only get it from vile Drent.
The arrows were like missiles that sought out and broke down the body.
It was the type of weapon so strong, it was almost ungodly.

The Abyss-Sword, tell me what does it feel like to be killed by your own weapon.
Dragon-Man replied with a smirk, I don’t know you tell me, and got to steppin.
He reached for the Composi crossbow, but it was snatched away by a Brackti Guard.
**** him with the full arsenal we have, and make sure his death is especially hard.
It is amazing that Dragon-Man could withstand such an onslaught.
He cannot stand up against it for long, with such brawn brought.
Some of the firepower gets close, Dragon-Man might not survive for long.
What manner of man can withstand such a powerful throng?
Suddenly, there is a noise, and all of the Brackti Guard fall dead.
Drent you might have to sacrifice yourself, said a voice that they all dread.
Beside all of them were gleaming bullets, which had a hole in them but were filled with lead.
It was the Lady of the Night, who came in with the Nike sling.
This weaponry was fierce and devoured enemies and their everything.
It also  made a hellish noise when it fired Byzantine bullets, nothing could stand in its path.
Drent suddenly disappeared because with the both of them, his death would be the aftermath.
You forgot your cross-bow, she said as she gave it to him with a smile.
What took you so long, Dragon-Man asked, I was waiting all this while.
You forget it takes long to reach you when you put yourself in trouble.
At least be happy I turned the Brackti Guard into pebbles of rubble.
Dragon-Man looked at the Composti cross-bow and this was good weaponry.
If he saw Drent it would be the last time Drent ever stepped to he.
Let’s go, I got the Paroah chariot, there is no time to waste here.
Drent probably went back to regroup inside of his lair.
Dragon-Man climbed inside the chariot and said “I will drive.
The Lady of the Night replied, I got it, because I want to survive.
They drove the chariot away, and Dragon-Man got back to his place
Little did he know that waiting for him was a criminal court case.

Stanza 2-Dragon-Man’s Advocate
Dragon-Man went back to his home, he did not have a chance
To take back from Shark-Devil the Winged- Fire-Lance.
The next day, he got dressed and went to the building.
They say work is supposed to be the epitome of fulfillment.
See, Dragon-Man’s alter-ego was Jonathan Maine, Esquire.
This is what he would do if he ever had to retire.
But when he got to his desk, there were police all around.
Who told him to get down on the floor and put hands on the ground.
Jonathan never thought this would happen, a lawyer needs an advocate.
He was mad as **** but knew that he had to sit because he was bad at it.
Jonathan was brought to the precinct and placed in a prison cell.
When someone asked what he did Jonathan said I’ll never tell.
Well, well, said a voice and Jonathan instantly knew who it was for dinner.
It was Shark-Devil, also known as Joseph Grant, Police Commissioner.

I’ll let you out if you will work for me, Joseph Grant said with a’
smirk.                                                                                              
Jonathan sneered, Two wrongs don’t make a right so that would not work.
Well then, I guess your days of being Dragon-Man are over and done.
When I am through with you, only in your dreams will you see the sun.
Don’t’ I get a phone call, I know my rights and I know you know them as well.
Shark-Devil tossed him a cell phone and said, Tell them you are going to hell!
Jonathan picked up the phone and said, Now we have Shark-Devil where we want him.
The only problem is the court case, and to get the Winged Fire Lance from Shark-Devil
They accused me of assault, false pretenses and 4 counts of conspiracy and embezzlement.
In came Shark-Devil, holding the Winged Fire-Lance with evil in his eye
So isn’t it ironic that the Fire-Lance you so desperately wanted will make you die.
No need to go before a judge to say that you will not testify, I’m not that kind of guy.
Drent was an idiot, his powers were almost abysmal and worthless.
I needed something  good who would serve my every purpose.
Jonathan looked at the Fire-Lance, it was so hot and the blade was double-edged.
He knew I had to do something quick, or else he was in trouble drenched.

That’s not irony it’s a paradox, Jonathan shouted as I fumbled with my watch.
Jonathan pressed a button and the Abyss Sword came into his hand to launch.
So now we will battle in jail, Shark-Devil sneered as he changed into his form.
That is no big deal to Dragon-Man because that was where he was born.
The Fire-Lance was a marvelous weapon, good for melee or to throw.
But it was not as good as the Abyss-Sword at the brute hacking blow.
Suddenly Dragon-Man gave Shark-Devil a mighty swing, and he fell down.
This is not the last thing you have seen me, Shark-Devil said as he left town.

Dragon-Man pressed his watch, and now he was Jonathan Maine, scarred.
But now he would have to answer to the disciplinary board to not get disbarred.
He picked up the Winged Fire Lance, and that now made his weapons and arsenal.
The Fire-Lance belongs to those who can use it, and use it then well.
Now the lawyer needs a lawyer, Jonathan said with a sigh.
One of the prisoners said to him, I think I know a guy.
Jonathan picked up the phone, the one call did not now apply
The voice on the other end said, Don’t worry, I’ll get the charges dropped.
Now Jonathan just has to sit until he can make bail and get this trial stopped.

Stanza 3-We Are the Dragon-Power.
The dinosaurs did not die out, the survivors became the Dragon Power.
They left for higher ground in the Arurian Tower.
They worked on the Abyss Sword, Winged Fire Lance, Nike Sling and Composti Bow on their grind.
Because they thought that the power that killed the dinosaurs would come a second time.
To succeed where the first time, they had failed.
But they could not leave the tower, they were jailed.
I, Jonathan Maine, stumbled on the Tower, but the weapons were not there.
That someone malevolent would take them was the worst of my fear.

Suddenly I heard a voice who said, We are the Dragon Power and you are chosen.
To become Dragon-Man, and fight against our enemy called the Drozen.
This adversary is also yours, but our weapons were stolen by various evil.
Now you must go on a journey to get this arsenal back, and save your people.
I asked them why they could not fight, and they said, We do not have a presence.
When the Drozen fired asteroids at Earth, he disembodied our essence.
We could make the weapons, but we could not use these instruments.
But we will give you the power of disembodiment as our influence.
And here is what your people called a watch, it will tap into the power of Dragon.
But do not talk about us, no posts on social media or bragging.
I was astounding, but I was glad to have such nice bling.
Now it was the time to save all of Earth and everything.

The Dragon Power warned, Drozen wants to destroy everything, even the darkness
You will have to fight the evil on Earth, but keep your eyes on the ultimate test.
I took the watch, and pressed it, and instantly I saw the Diablo-Robots
The Dragon said, the power of the sky-animals on Earth was transformed to throw shots.
Because the asteroids contained a powerful source called Warbeuite.
We took some of it and used it to make the weapons to fight for good and right.
I just had one more question, how do you speak English so fluently?
People would walk by our tower and have conversations beside the tower’s sea.
I took the watch and pressed another button, and suddenly I was at home.
Out in the day, unbeknownst to me, a powerful being was getting off his throne.

Set a course toward Earth, he said, because this earthling will ruin my plan.
I am going to finish now what I should have done in the beginning.
Master Drozen, we are on our way, the Diablo-Robot said with glee.
Little did I know the strongest force in the universe was coming to fight me.

Stanza 4- The Council of the Faceless Tongues.
Drozen stood before the Council of the Faceless Tongues, kneeled before them.
He was the Commander of the Numberless Clans, and knew his superiors.
The Prefector murmured, you said with great confidence Earth was dealt with.
The Dragon Power and Dragon-man proves that your speech was myth.
Drozen replied, My liege, I was conquering other worlds to isolate the Earth rock.
Because to allege that I cannot subdue little Earth would be the worst talk.
The Prefector sneered, Maybe we need the Legate to acquire this oceaned planet.
And send you to a realm that is more manageable as a colonized hamlet.
Drozen urged, Not at all my Lord, I will make sure that the deed is done.
And by the end of my warmonger, there will be no doubt who has won.
I don’t want any interference, just let me leave and give me clearance
You are the Council of the Faceless Tongues, and I bow to you tyrants.
The Prefector motioned, Very well prepare your Diablo-Robots and go vanquish.
But be warned that if you cannot conquer this Earth rock, you will be banished.
The Drozen left muttering, I must destroy this Dragon Power and Dragon Man.
As the Drozen teleported to the Alieno-Mechanism, he called on the Numberless Clans.
Dragon-Man on Earth felt uneasy, he knew someone was coming in defiance.
But he could not face this threat alone, Dragon-Man knew he would need an alliance.
The Dragon Power told Dragon-Man, we must start to  form the Federation.
Drozen is on his way, and is coming to destroy by annihilation.
Stanza-The Gloryless Cause
As Dragon-Man he knew he had to find the Lady of the Night
Because she would vital for the Federation’s ultimate fight.
The only problem was that Dragon-Man did not know where to locate her.
He went to his house and thought, The search can continue later.
Suddenly the light turned on, and the Lady of the Night was there frowning.
So you would be in this fight without me after I rescued you, she said hounding.
Dragon-Man looked closer and saw that she was only clowning.
You know that I could not fight without you, Dragon-Man said with a grin.
And the best part is, you already are armed with your own weapon.
Lady of the Night observed, But there are two other weapons, and you have one hand.
Dragon-Man replied, I will recruit others for this Gloryless Cause but I will be in command.
Because this Gloryless cause needs the Oathed Sacrifice to fight.

I'll take on this burden to save, Drozen wants to put out the light.
Lady of the Night said, We can use the Paroah chariot as our battlecraft ride.
Dragon-Man wondered how the Paroah chariot would work with a fighting team inside.
Suddenly they were in the Dragon Tower, and the Dragon Power said we have to say.
That your collective powers together form the Nova Knighthood Way.
The Federation is made up of various Knighthoods to fight against this dire day.
The powers you have now are not enough to fight Drozen in his quest.
So we decided to fashion together a team that would have power to contest.      

Dragon-Man, you will be the Alpha Knight, and pilot the Isotrain Mechanism.
Lady of the Night, your power is the Beta Knight, you will be in charge of the Gem Prism.
But what about the rest of us, Dragon-Man asked the Dragon-Power with surprise.
You must search for them, and remember, you cannot rely on just your eyes.
Dragon-Man woke up in his room, and sighed because he had a hearing.
It was at the end of the day, so when he went to work he knew Joe  would be jeering.
As Dragon-Man drove to work, he thought that he had forgot something.
Little did he know that an entity was not there, but it was coming.

Stanza 5-I will bring the War to Drozen
Dragon-Man took the letter from the mailbox and opened it.
When he saw who wrote it, he gasped and had a fit.
It was Drozen, who said I will bring to you The War
On a level your Earthlings have never known before.
You might have the Isotrain Mechanism but I have a machine
No use trying to wake up, because this is not a dream.
Dragon-Man crumpled the letter up and threw it away.
He knew that he had to be ready to fight right now today.
He contacted Lady of the Night on his Galvalar watch.
And told her to get here as soon as possible to this spot.
She came and Dragon-Man prepared to get the Isotrain Mechanism.
Lady of the Night protested, The rest of the team isn’t here or risen.
I hope you would get reinforcements and rethink your decision.
Dragon-Man said, With the Isotrain Mechanism, I will take the war to he
Search for Drozen across the worlds and bring battle to make us free.
The Iso-train Mechanism came, Dragon-Man put the Abyss Sword in the Damocles Stone.
It roared to life, and Dragon-Man proclaimed, Drozen would wish he left us alone!
Lady of the Night parked her Paroah Chariot in it, and now they were ready.
With the Isotrain Mechanism and the Nova Knighthood, the Federation is deadly.
Lady of the Night took the Elysian Scabbard, this would help to ward off injury.
They searched the skies with the Spacecraft scope, looking for their enemy.
Suddenly Lady of the Night screamed, Look at that light headed right towards us.
Dragon-Man turned on the Isotrain Mechanism and said, Engage Supernova rockets full ******!
Drozen and Dragon-Man are on a collision course, the universe will bear this battle’s brunt.
Little did Dragon-Man know, one of the Dragon Power was working for the Faceless Tongues.

Stanza 6- When our Paths Cross Again, Drozen will meet the Hades-Grasp.
The Isotrain Mechanism was getting ready to go take flight.
When a voice cried out, Don’t leave yet you need me for this fight.
Who are you, Lady of the Night cried, and how do I know I can trust?
What about me, Dragon-Man protested, and Lady of the Night said it’s not you it’s us.
I am the Breastplate-Bearer and it is my life’s fulfillment to be the Delta Knight too.
Because Drozen is coming after all of us and what we love, it is not just you.
I carry the Breastplates for all the Knights of the Federation to carry.
So we must be going on our way soon, we cannot stop or tarry.
Because The War will be the event that will define our generation.
And it for this reason that we are all warrior-soldiers in this Federation.

Dragon-Man said, You speak like one who knows war and does skirmish
Bring the Breastplates to the Isotrain Mechanism so it can be furnished.
Breastplate-Bearer also said, I have a Space-craft Vehicle ready to conquer.
Dragon Man replied, We fight to win, but we carry the battle with honor.
You can handle the Lifeforce-Seeking Missiles as your job on the team.
Suddenly Lady of the Night let out a primal, unladylike hell-scream.

A woman was lying on the ground, and she looked so close to becoming a vegetable.
We need to rebuild her, said Breastplate-Bearer, because she looks so dead and still.
There is no time for chivalry, warned Dragon-Man, and she is too delicate to dismantle.
Lady of th

I went downstairs.
I wanted orange juice.
Not grape juice
Not apple juice
But sweet, sweet, orange juice.
The type that I get from oranges.
Not manufactured in some factory.
Im talking to you, Hi-C
Sunny Delight is not even in this conversation
I went to the fridge.
I stubbed my toe,
And fell down the stairs.
This orange juice better be worth it.
Luckily my tongue was spared.
It was dark
Forgive me for what happened.
I took a box
Of what appeared to be orange juice
And drank it from the box
Like it was meant to be.
Cups are for guests.
This box is mine.
Instantly I jumped back.
It was the shock of my life.
This did not taste like orange juice
It did not taste like victory.
It tasted like something died.
It was like……. Spoiled milk.

Immediately I grabbed a cup.
Cup I need you now
Sorry I neglected you.
I got some water and began washing out my tongue.
You betrayed me, milk.
And now you have to pay.
I want you gone.
So I threw it in the garbage.
Then I remembered it was in the fridge downstairs.
This time I took a flashlight.
Im not making the same mistake twice.
I learned my lesson.
I then found the orange juice.
It was like receiving the fountain of youth.
Oh orange fountain.
I drank it all
Filled and refreshed.
I was very happy.