Sangrida's Supremacy Poem by Jacqueline Williams

Calling forth Thunder, Lightning and Raging Rain
Gloved hands, like ink dipped limbs extend.
No man alive her power could ever constrain
Or suspend… sound or light or waters, portend.

Sangrida's anger - her spell, 'The Minds Dark Omen'
Foreshadows her hatred now burning rife.
Dark poison bubbles, foments a black caldron
For he shall pay with the sanity of his life.

Yesterday her Child stood before her - smiling
Their hearts mystic blood pulsed together as one.
Life filled with joy, happiness and love - portraying
Two together in magic good and awesome.

Morning darkness descended with countless tears
Forced from her eyes, they slowly dripped down.
Discovering the Child gone, all the pain all the fears
Now she's dressed in her old black warriors gown.

'No man on earth, shall steel from me and live! '
Sangrida Supreme, stands alone as she spells.
Vengeance, maleficence never will she forgive
Invoking nightmares, dread, damnation Seven Hells.

Watery hands hold him fast, caught in deep water
Raging Rains cold icy fingers, chill his bones.
A soul lost a murky river of minds slaughter
No human ear shall ever hear his pitiful moans.

He is dragged by the Wild Wind she commanded
Before her eyes… he hangs spread like a star.
 From his lips poison drips of which she's blended
Those Seven Hells to torment both near and far.

Down a stairway of Lightning the Child walks to her
Dirty and scared, soaked yet saved free from harm.
The vengeful smile on her face, soon turns to laughter
Once reunited - The Elements return to calm.