"Collapse..."
The palace before him crashes down
Debris creates hazards to the tainted land
Smoke bellows to the high heavens
"Submit..."
Royalty drops to their knees
Civilians bow low with deep respect
The country recognizes their New king
"Arise..."
Bodies conform into a hollow existence
Silence covers the mass of puppets
Slaves await their master's orders
"Conquer..."
Weapons are acquired with malintent
Destruction rains down upon many nations
Strengthening for world domination
"Rebuild..."
His voice exudes a powerful presence
After the smoke has settled and the bloodshed has ceased
The cleansing of the ruined world is complete
A false perfection remains
As an ever growing imperfect world stays the same
©kamen1
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