He marches down the parade
Pure course
The General
Before time
Infinite
His generals in tow
Guard of honor displayed
Wonder of the nations
Glory glow
Dazzling in robe lacing his feet
A golden sash brands chest
Seven stars the marvel in his hand
Majestic
Spectacular adorn
Hair drapes down his shoulders
Sparkling white
Like wool
Like snow
Eyes blaze like a fire
Consuming all that’s devoid of virtue
Utterly
Glimpses from moment of reckoning
Inevitable
His voice cascading through ages
Civilizations
Timeless
Tying up story in one line
Eternal
Soaking pieces with nostalgia
substance
Like the roar of a lion
Mighty rushing waters
False unsuccessfully attempts to take cover
Cornered
Shades of darkness
Unable to withstand the brilliance of his face
And the crowns that adorn his head
Majesty
Le General
To come
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