Twisted 
Into divine
Symbolic
Of the nature
Angered
Beasts gnashing at
My door step
Trying to bring
Me down to
Their crude nature
And I will
Not let them beat
My soul from
My strong body
Instead I will
Gather them
In my open
Palm, so they
May be crushed
And become 
Like threads of a
String coming
Together for
The building
Of a great rope
Filled with
All the things I
Conquered 
In my lifetime
So, let this 
Rope grow greater
And longer
Till it reaches 
The blue sky
Filled with
My Victory

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