Existence Womb (66)

   
   "Existence Womb (66)"
   
When the Moon did wane and things tend to end,
The reptilians did their very slimiest send,
To thieve Miriam away during her content slumber,
That fallen angel technology still having her number,
To further harass and make their wicked claim
On an inviolate womb so fertile; thus, their seed could mix and reign;
Next, ascending through the shanty ceiling,
Buck and Luke like zombies--dead to sleep with no feeling,
And the teenage girl (Miriam) was aboard the swirling craft,
Strapped on a liquid-like table, as if floating on a raft,
Encompassed by serpentine faces harassing with iniquitous cruel--
A toxicity so venomous that a virtuous knight would surely duel;
Alas, no one there save a glimpse from God,
A Trinity United, but evil is in balance within the Universal squad,
And her petitions and prayers were muted and mutated
Into panic and anguish--all sublimity hesitated;
Then, they probed her body for a hidden defense,
Finding diabolical solace in no shield, and the ominous surgery did commence;
Nevertheless, there is always hope
In crossing over an insidious moat,
For having drank from the Holy Grail out of humility,
Buck could not be forever induced into passive senility.