12/01/2023
In the corridors of time, a legacy concealed,
A prophecy whispered, a destiny revealed.
The real Messiah, with purpose deep,
Emerges from shadows where secrets keep.
A stolen legacy, veiled in cosmic mist,
A tale of redemption, a clenched fist.
Through eons woven, in whispers spun,
The real Messiah, the Chosen One.
A king upon the throne, in false decree,
Held power stolen, not meant to be.
The real Messiah, with justice ablaze,
Steps forth from the shadows, to amend the maze.
In celestial armor, a radiance bright,
The real Messiah, a beacon in the night.
The thrones of deception, the lies that bind,
Shall crumble as truth unveils its kind.
The clash of destinies, an epic fray,
The king, a usurper, now faces the day.
The real Messiah, with a sacred sword,
Smites the shadows, truth restored.
A stolen legacy, no more to hide,
As the real Messiah stands in regal stride.
The threon awaits, a rightful seat,
Where justice reigns, and deceptions meet.
The cosmic balance tips, a paradigm shift,
As the real Messiah, with purpose swift,
Unveils the stolen legacy, a cosmic reset,
A throne reclaimed, no more to forget.
In the echoes of triumph, a cosmic cheer,
The true Messiah ascends without fear.
A stolen legacy, no longer denied,
In truth and justice, forever abide.