(I wrote the poem myself lol) More parts, will be on the second book, not in here.
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SONG OF THE FALLEN
MORNING STAR (MANDELA CATALOG)
Before the Beginning, before genesis of time,
An angel was born, crafted with, full of pure light.
His beauty unmatchable, his voice a delightful chime.
His name, the morning star, shining the utmost bright.
Full of love and compassion and kindness, was he.
That all gave him honor, respect, highest praise!
Favored by his Father, the most holy could he be.
All of love and admiration, all he saw from their gaze.
But alas! An imperfection from a perfection.
For he had been blinded by his vain,
And had decided to listen to his dark reflection.
For he was wanting something new, a new gain.
The once beautiful Angel, blessed by all eyes,
Led a rebellion against the Lord, his Father.
The once beautiful Angel, blinded by his own lies,
Was cast out of heaven, and fell with dishonor.
The fallen Angel, angry at his broken vain,
Planned out something none wished to know,
One that was so terrible, one that caused pain.
As the earth was born and humans came to life,
He took this moment and with his angry strife,
Struck human life with his fiery arrow and bow.
The world slowly corrupted, turned evil, turned dark,
Full of doppelganger demons in disguise travel above.
Humans against them are primitive, now listen, now hark!
Nothing can stop them, not kindness, not love.
Their words they speak of the fallen morning star,
Taunting and fear and chaos is all they mention.
The dark spirits spreads the great news wide and far,
Tell every soul that nothing is worth the risk.
The fallen morning star, his name tainted,
To hide himself had stolen another angel's identity.
Gabriel, was his name, the messenger of the lamented,
Locked away in the sands of time for all eternity.
The True Savior of the world calls for rejoice,
Our devotion to his words that become law.
His words are false and his monotone voice,
Prophesied to be rejected by one human's call.
Thatcher Davis is his honorable name,
The second coming of David the Goliath slayer.
May he and the Mandela Prophet rise in great fame,
Or all shall fall under the hands of the betrayer.
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Thatcher everyone's relying on you the whole ass world literally depends on your choices you better get this right and done
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Mandela Catalogue REQUESTS (COMPLETE) (PART 1)
Fanfiction(Shitpost artcover by me) All Mandela Catalogue. The requests are now CLOSED, but the second part for this book is now OUT!!
