The Inferiors and the Uncalled
The Inferiors!
The proud and the rebellious!
The Uncalled!
The unheard!
The two nuisances that are overtaking
the galaxy's millenniums presently!
Or the oh so game called ones life!
The uncalled are the ones that
Turn the pages at that supposed wonderful end!
Mislead to the reveal
that the continuations
Cliffhanger or the to be continued
leads to one of my own worlds
greatest curiosities!
In ones mind unheard of and
uncannily
never spoken out by the ones
I name the
uncalled!
The inferiors are the proud!
The Warriors that fight valiantly with swords
air strike bombs
and guns
they breathe only blood and gore
Portrayed in my vigil lights
as my only worlds truly false winners!
That always underestimate the ones
I name the uncalled
This lead to my conclusion
The worlds true winners
Are my own
the ones
I name the
Uncalled.
The truly blessed
Uncalled!
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