Queen Malondra’s World
Gothic warlords stand guard
Malondra takes Zander’s hand
Walking through the garden
In their magical land
Royal birds sing
A sweet serenade
Rustling branches
Always giving shade
A picturesque archway
Adorned all in gold
Has outlasted the universe
From times of old
Six golden arches
Encircle the shrine
God’s brilliant radiance
Kisses each vine
A golden staircase
Completes the view
A place almost like heaven
Surrounded in greenish hue
Zander is king
Of all he surveys
Malondra will be his queen
In only four days
In her left hand
She carries a prophet’s staff
She knows the future
That’s why she can’t laugh
Winds of war will engulf
This newly crowned queen
She sees the destruction
In her prophet’s mind it’s seen
Soon they will flee
To a world faraway
Lost in a time warp
A place of decay
Echoes of the past
Will fill her young mind
She’ll see the two suns
Shining in orange design
Pink and purple sunsets
She’ll carry away
In her heart is where
They will always stay
They’ll search in the darkness
Until it they do find
People like them
Of the same kind
A new home for their people
For Zander and a shared throne
For Malondra much love
For she’ll never be alone