Grimlocke: Key

Grimlocke holds the keys, For the future of all eternity. Wisdom unrestrained, He foretells on the Ship of Pain. Demons and angels board the decks, Tailed by a hurricane that never rests. He sits at a desk made of glass, That persists images of the future and the past. "Give me your palm!", he demands, Then he reads 'you're a poet' as he stands. "How dare you come on my boat, You'll take my words and pen them and gloat!" "If you want this Oracle to speak, Be prepared here comes the answers you seek!" And with that the desk drew more to life, Showing visions of horrors and strife! Then came the image of a wise prodigy, That would bring to the world peace and harmony. "The image is you so be prepared to write, A rhyme or two that will heal the night!" 12-September-2021