millennial order

 
a tempest wind whispers secrets to the forbidden
magics of possibilities lilt
I keen in tune with the magi's chants
I am not to touch or tamper
I faint within myself
the children of the file wilt

times two I enter with trepidation
calling open the eyes of the millennials
they shall be leaders

blue-blooded gatekeepers of the royal order
are complacent in their stead
they are watching me intently now
knowing I stir the waters
a gentle ripple of warning
then a wave commanding attention

I provoke their anger...still I conjure
entering the sacred halls boldly now
my memory returned to me
hidden memories called to the front
as I round the corner on them
looking them dead in the eyes

the players are all here
I vow I will never return to court
the weaker stars will burn out
of their own accord

get your men in order
humanity is awakening