Nondum omnium dierum sol occidit

Today upon the stairs, I took a step and missed,

Rolled down upwards tempests, just to land in hot sand,

Welcomed by friendly pests, and the king in the land,

A cold ignited stare, whispering like the mist,

Bizarre deity, yet a familiar command :

RISE AND CRUMBLE, MY CHILD, claws out like a mother,

An army of teeth smiled, kissed me like a shiver,

A last shot at mercy, nowhere else to repent,

An arrow pierced my chest, an embrace to my heart,

An iron bird, a nest, or a whimsical start

IF YOU MUST DIE THEN DIE, lest the feelings prevail,

Tears and pains on a plate for you to devour,

IF YOU MUST CRY THEN TRY, and weep into the veil,

Crush the hands that beat you, and the taste of hope, sour.