Ra

Static consumes your brain

little white flashes before your eyes

you don't remember what is now gone

or what there lies


with noise so loud but no screams

hope departs before Dawn

sunless, the Betrayer

he bargains with Night

sells your sun

buys his beloved Wind

trapped in  the dome of Dusk

you feel the slippery walls

then a voice


peace be upon you son

I am Ra

giver of life

birther of light from darkness

emanator of your journey to restore your sun

watch your step as you descend to the vilest of sins

and rise to the most brightest of lights

gods in conceit never dwell

disheartened by your measly beliefs

have they dreamt you up a prisoner?

have they artisted your image in weakness to books bewitching?

with words appealing and proses demeaning  your sacred will

rise my son

to reclaim your sun

and fear no madness

your light outshines Darkness

but befriend him

and learn the tongues of his friends, Dawn, Dusk and Wind

for in your ascension you will need their company

and in your accession their end begins