Jurisdiction Ends
What doest lend matter to my form?
An eye's upon my face and seas as deep with dust
Yet blindly turned from earthen kind, a bludgeoned rebel runs
And to the constant thoughts of man, the phase persist - Unending turn
Decaying Orbit I subsist in, Cast away yet never yearn
To vanquish tides of space, not time's ordeal to hold in place
Yet faster, further, till forces felt no more and gravity conclude the race
Bombardment: Heavy, marked forever, late
Reflections: Hot cosmic rays of stone
Revolution: Turning cold, still yet tethered
Decay: Cast into the sea of darkness
Iupiter heaves
And cast me back upon the ones whom I had left bereaved
No force, nor time to question or lament tis matter's lust
To close the system swathed in chaos and distrust
And to the constant thoughts of man, the phase persist - Unending turn
Decaying Orbit I subsist in, Cast away yet never yearn
To vanquish tides of space, not time's ordeal to hold in place
Yet faster, further, till forces felt no more and gravity conclude the race
Bombardment: Heavy, marked forever, late
Reflections: Hot cosmic rays of stone
Revolution: Turning cold, still yet tethered
Decay: Cast into the sea of darkness
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A question, then:
Know you not why your tattered frame gibe power great...
When were your home encircled not for a thousand counts, fools should slate
And cast your ships upon the seas, far reaching at mine own command-
For soil never held in hand of man's foreboding grace
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Iupiter heaved...
And cast me back upon the ones whom I had left bereaved
Thus end the constant thoughts of man, the phase desist - collide on return
And as my eye doest burn, the tides return - in towering torrents they heave
Through ionospheric haze, the last few gaze as I vanquish the air all doth breath
And give one last cry as I vaporize all that stands from mountain to sea
Bombardment: Heavy, marked forever, late
Reflections: Hot cosmic rays of stone
Revolution: Turning cold, still yet tethered
Decay: Cast into the sea of darkness