mirabile dictu!

wonderful to relate!

to boldly go into the future

where only prophets are seers,

where mankind is stuck on repeat;

vapors ascend from the ends of earth,

Joaquin brings lightnings from his rain

and wind out of his treasuries...

his name means raised by tetragrammaton!

and it came to pass in a chant against wanton

crossing vedas at the sacred spot of his death,

another mass shooting, oh champion hills!

evil takes strong youths and first born sons,

leaders of purity cut down before prime.

a millennia of high intrigue and ultimate ratfucking

from that marvelous place for coincidence,

the black robes of seven hills

refuse fatima in the third secret high crime.

the sun, desperately in need of a new miracle,

remembers he comes in his own name,

not to warn or prepare for the game...

mirabile dictu! written as planned, let go

in the shade of that star planted long ago.