The World of Resquee - poem

[jaceyka]

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A night to go to sleep, or what I thought it would be
At the end of the day, when all you want to do is dream
It must have been fate, to slip through the time
To enter into a world, where you just breathe with your eyes
Twas on a Friday night, when I fell into that slumber
Not knowing what my destiny, would bring to discover
Or how I would fall, to the misfortune of Her luster…
That essence so omniscient, so stunning, to fluster-
-any man or woman that she whispered to sweetly
While being a venomous Medusa discreetly
For beauty was jealous of the way to describe she
Zelsilion Sheeresquca – the goddess of Resquee
When silently in rem, I awoke in that dimensions space
Bizarre, peculiar, and yet the most whimsical place
With magical fairies that fly, but not quite with wings
But bits and pieces, of different, collected things
With the roots that grow upside down on the trees
The view so disconcerting that it put me to ease
A constant sunless atmosphere, yet always so warm and dry
From the five bright moons that hang low in the sky
The breeze was so crisp, yet no oxygen was there
This didn’t bother my breathing, since lungs needed no air
For when your vision feasts on beauty, it keeps you alive and well
And when you see things of trauma, it converts you straight to hell
So I continue on my voyage, through this new world that I found
Walking the trails of Resquee, fascinated, journey bound
Climbing the mounts of shnoggles, shniplets, and burlmey fays
My soul has finally found the place to spend the rest of its days
I halt on my walk, as I across a random shurmp- stump’s sign
“Beware of the Grimlagerlocks! For on your soul, they shall dine!”
Curious as any human would, I pass through the brush and leaves
And start to feel weary, as I pass those up-rooted, backwards trees
The sky seemed to go colder, and haunted, with each step I took
I felt timid and lonely, not sure of where next to look
And then I saw the horror, the turmoil, and my life’s fate
As I witness all the anguish held beyond that iron gate
My legs collapse beneath me, I gasp, but it’s no aid
I scream and cry, “Have Mercy!” While Resquee starts to fade
And then I met my master, Sheeresquca, the goddess of sight
She held her face close to mine, with green ribbons, oh so bright!
And sang to me a lullaby, swifting me back towards the place
Where my senseless slumber, transported me through space
And nursed me back to health, with her flowing river-rang arms
And brought to my vision only happiness, to keep me safe from harm
Until I was completely healed, did she speak up - full of fire
Of how I shall no longer own any wishes, hopes, or desires
“Because I saved your life, you shall now become my slave
And do whatever I please, until your dying days.
No need to panic about your earthen shell, your soul is mine to keep
For I put your human body into a coma, forever sleep.
You shall do what I want, and be obedient to what I say
No matter how ill-hearted, you must follow my ruthless ways.
Now go off and be my servant, start by killing in twos and threes
Down to a bloody pulp; I want to hear their screams!”
I savaged every word, as my body was wretched to rot
For killing wasn’t my fancy, no, murder I did not!
So now as I fear doom, till someone makes my body shake
And save me from this nightmare, in Resquee where I wait
Until that time shall come, from Zelsilion Sheeresquca grip freed
Let this be a warning, do NOT travel through or to Resquee!