A fellow meets his fate |
A wrong turn into dark, the fellow took. There he came upon Infinite Providence. Interchanging masks, begging for a destiny to control. Displaying astounding hollowness, she shook his core, the almighty goddess. In profound darkness her two faces mock; sensing the poor fellow's utter shock. Awaiting his ultimate fate, he quivered; oh! Such regret. Her four arms, how they reached. Death seconds away; his screams echoed. In a beat, all was still. Poetry form: Double Etheree: syllable count 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 10, 9, 8, 7, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. AABB rhyme scheme in lines 9-12 added for fun. Inspiration: ** Image ID #2003101 Unavailable ** from "Invalid Item" |