The Spring Devil: A Poem

While you were sleeping,

I realized the world belongs to us.

It’s there for us to grab.

All we have to do is free it

From the scrouge that chills

The Otherworld.

 

Tell the truth,

You have a fire in you.

You want to take the key

And lock her up.

Throw the tears into prison.

Off with their heads!

 

Shame on the angels.

Watching coolly from above.

You want to fall, don’t you?

Is there a reason more noble

Than action, the muse of nightmares?

 

In a breath of fire, fly off the ice

Get off your frigid throne.

Meet the spring devil.

Let your song rise.

Because the thing about ice

Is it needs water to freeze.

 

Wake up!

Wake up!

Wake up!

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