Artificial
by Nullus - 2019
She had no name, no legacy,
Her memories were wiped away,
Now she’s become the peasantry
Traditions her parents betrayed.
What was once unique and special,
Reveals no meaning, no purpose,
Existence is artificial,
Her people were bred for service.
Breaking souls of the confident,
They stole everything that they could,
Destroying every monument,
Wherever Europa once stood.
In this wasteland of arrogance,
Hidden deep behind sterile doors,
A fateful sign of providence,
An incredible boy was born.
She switched him with an alternate,
For fear of what they will unearth,
She hid him from the surrogates,
He was in danger from his birth.
This woman’s first and only son,
Smuggled away through a back door,
The Hive had learned what she had done,
The boy’s brave mother was no more.
He was reared with strict discipline,
Men who had preserved the old ways,
They saw the potential within,
The boy grew stronger every day.
His childhood has long since passed,
The Hive has been hunting him down,
These weak rulers will be surpassed,
Bringing honor to every town.
Enraged by their dispossession,
These brave men threw down their collars,
Towards valor with their ascension,
Their roars raged with every holler.
His great legend will fill the void,
And does not stop until restored,
This evil Hive must be destroyed,
And it’s artificial no more.
