The Illuminati

At 03:33AM beneath a weeping sky, In a haunted graveyard spirits cry. Thirteen figures in robes of night, Encircled me by candlelight. We faced the moon and chanted low, Thirteen times, the AUM did flow. A silver beam struck through my head, I saw strange colors, blue and red. “You see now what the blind deny, You walk unseen, you’ll never die. Your soul is fire, your will is steel— You touch what others never feel.” A black box held a gem so rare, A gift of power, dark yet fair. They placed it gently on my chest, And whispered, “Now begin your quest.” Then vanished like a breath of mist, While fate and fear and stars all kissed. I woke alone in sweat and light— Forever changed… reborn that night.