Rosaline de Clare/Poem

The flames of my master's wrath scorch the earth 

The stars are blackened 

Humanity's dirge of death is sung in screams 

I can see it coming but I can't- 

''They're just babies, please don't take them away! ''

I can't stop it 

The hawk rises up against the dog and the lion 

''The Lady - and the Moon - and the Crown-! ''

Death as a punishment...

Or death as a mercy?

I herald the imminent return of my god 

Simultaneously terrible and lovely 

''Sleeping as I sing with mortal voice. ''

''Nine times the dog was beaten. ''

And he was afraid, 

''And I am afraid. ''