Filler Poems: Call of The Elder.

"Wings unfolding, rage undying..."

Call of The Elder.
Underneath the sea, a fallen god lies slumbering
Forgotten by Man, its voice still thundering
On cold, dark nights, through all corners of the abyss
Waking those who listen, dragging them from sweet bliss
Filling their minds with visions so alien,
Incomprehensible thoughts that fill the cranium
With frightening visions of their comforting oppressor
No man can gaze upon the beast, for even the boldest aggressor
Is torn by unending currents, pushed in one and all directions
Resistance is a child's wish, crushed, are all insurrections
For mortals alone cannot stand against the Great
Whose existence spans eons, who understands the ultimate fate
Of the ants that plague him, to his own sleeping brothers
Mighty they may be, but his race lacks numbers
Only a scattered few lies, safe under leagues of water
Keeping the mortals above safe from the slaughter
That would surely ensue, should the Ones rise again
Introducing secrets unknown, and knowledge arcane
Until that time, The Elder must sleep
Sleep in Time's currents, in seas unfathomably deep.

In darkness, it lies, cords of muscle expanding
And contracting, the beast's psyche demanding
To see what awaits, up there in the surface
For it would find a kingdom that would make it wordless
A realm that spans oceans, a fledgling empire
That even one of his brethren could send spiraling into unending fire
For this world is ancient indeed, with its own dark secrets
The more Man finds out, the more his order weakens
For his flawed understanding may provide the only safety
Against forces unknown, demons that only emphasize the frailty
Of all mortal life, and how easily it could be crushed
Under the Elder's steel boot, all ground up and brushed
Off into nothingness, a footnote in history
Another lost tale, another great mystery
Curiosity killed the cat? It certainly wasn't the first
Victim to be murdered by horrors unearthed
From an age long lost to the currents of Time
Restless they must be, locked up for a crime
That even the slightest mention of, scars and wounds a normal mind
Forever lost, this knowledge must be, for the good of mankind.

But nothing stays in stasis, no harmony is achieved
A light shines into the chasm, and the Elder is aggrieved
By those who would seek to flush out the darkness
From all corners of the globe, no matter how heartless
Their actions,
Their reactions,
Or their motives may be
Those fools are blind, only the Elder can truly see
How this conflict will end, how it falls to him
To ensure his race's future does not grow dim
In one seamless action, the beast is propelled
Upwards and upwards, a nightmare never repelled
By the fire of warfare, nor psychic willpower
Anger floods the veins, this beast is ready to devour
All who dare challenge its undisputed reign
By birthright it rules, it will not seek to deign
Its might to any man; no mortal is its equal
Sweeping aside whole armies, crushing the feeble
Rising above fleets, whole crews now drowning
Wings unfolding, rage undying.

The endless wait gives way to battle
Mortars crack and lash on the creature's mantle
A little annoyance, nothing more
Streams of fire the creature spits, entire troops lost to lore
Its eldritch voice shudders the air, sending many to their doom
Footsteps shake the ground, a dark shadow looms
Over buildings and towers
Displaying ruinous powers
Arcane magics blight the land, streams of energy now cut
Chasms shallow and deep, shards of metal jut
Out into the sky, a sky pulsating with red
The Elder trudges on, just wanting to be fed
In its hubris, it blunders straight into a crossfire
The humans' cunning is admirable, their soldiers ready to die
In vain, some might say, against an alien from the stars
That will scorch our planet, leaving behind a mirror image of Mars
The beast now stumbles, its wounds too deep
Atomic fire sends this Elder back into the deep
Back to the bottom, for this creature has missed
A golden opportunity, to supplant Man and persist
Forwards, gaining back land in a slow, steady creep
All this fallen god will receive, is immortal, eternal sleep.

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