Incision

The central figure is seen by all
And their menace is clear
Asserting dominance throughout
Tactics replete with fear
The central figure stops and stares
An agonising leer
What have we called into our world
Invited to stay here
We want your derision
We want you to make the decisions
We can tear it into shreds
If you can make the first incision
The central figure turns their face
And what they say is clear
Their words like questions never asked
As our resolve gives in
The central figure starts to form
A definitive sneer
The crash of footsteps all around
Sound as the fear kicks in
We want to know, we want to see
We want to ask
But in the end we won’t surrender
Our beliefs and fears
By Aiakos Barada Nikto