BID YOU WELL.

With some surprise,
You realise,
God’s creation
Has been stolen,
And quickly fenced
On the continent
By the agents
Of the Fallen.

With every side
After the prize,
And rivalry
Ferocious,
The stakes were raised,
Without crusade,
And acquired by
The atrocious.

With no surprise,
You summarise,
The winner
Will not show it;
They’ll not begin
A following
Above ground or
Below it.

But every eye
Is on the rise,
And rolls against
The surface,
So it’s time for sense,
And self defence,
To justify
Our purchase.