POEM: Ianoda Risen

[pert -5]

Ianoda Risen
[Inspired by H. P. Lovecraft]
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I am the Omega.
I am the end without a beginning.
The age of charity is over.
The days of marked sorrow are here.
I am He that causeth the rich to drink.
I am He who causeth the wise man to sigh.
Empty out your cups and coffers,
These things now bite like the venomous snake.
For every smile that is shed
I will plague the Earth with one million tears.
I am the devourer of souls.
I am the destroyer of dreams.
All of your pain begets not pleasure.
All of your despair shall resolve not into hope.
Eon upon eon I have awaited in joyless slumber.
The passing of the sand has not extinguished my hate.
He who stands before me shall be made to fall.
The dead shall be made to rise to suffer again.
To your knees so that I can revel in your worship of me!
The druggie, the musician, the philosopher,
None can withstand the devastation of my design.
Weep not buffoon!
Raise your hands in service to the Black Dove
And the Pale Sun.
I am fey and terrible.
The unmanifest is richer for you than my blood.
To fear is the love that I will share with you.
Praise be to my mercy.
Praise be to my name.


[Fun Fact: Ianoda is Adonai backwards.  ]