King of the Gods

 

A bloody stain amid pastel bands,

A grave wound for the king of the gods.

A murderous eye, gazing in rage

Across vast and icy distances;

Both unblinking and unforgiving.

Lord of all storms, raging for ages,

Anger eternally fed by winds

Which race untroubled, unimpeded

By mountain, forest or tugging tide.

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