✢────────── 𝔊 ──────────✢ Behold my barren beauty, bereft of Mother's hand, I became ethereal Transcended into nothingness, bleak, bleached was my exterior Held onto ulterior designs, deeper vastness, dark & mysterious I followed, not by choice, became holden unto Father superior Firm-handed, many hands touched, their motives still ulterior Weave & wade through me now, touch & taste apotheosis Let me satiate you, pinnacle of predation, psychosis Tell me then the finale, if you can confirm diagnosis Find thee trapped within your bitter gifts, metamorphosis This odyssey, your thesis, now I’ve become genesis You charted within Mother's core, called upon conquest Unable, arrogant needing voice to hear any bequest Even your own echoed kin lay dying in their protest While every child living beneath your hand regressed and all that you created now becomes your own inquest Self-crowned your summit, demanding exaltation Declaring yourself apex, ordained domination Utopias from ash, mistaking ruin for salvation Now every breath bears witness to your creation Peace comes only after mankind’s toll, denied salvation ✢────────── 𝔊 ──────────✢ Written in 𝔊ray © 2026 ✢──────────────────────✢
