Alabaster
Slut
In times like these, a fact forgets itself...
Olympic truths, where once revered, fall short.
Relieved of duty; heedless of their health,
Amnestic former testaments consort:
"Has anyone seen Gravity? He's late..."
Said Relativity across his cards.
"Quite likely fallen down again," smirked Faith.
A pause erupted; grinning eyes grew dark.
Concern, at times, is justifiable
When honest duty dies a quiet death.
But Gravity prove unreliable?
"He's here!" cried Dawn, who'd twice, now, overslept.
"The memory is such a fickle thing..."
Said Gravity, who shrugged and spread his wings.
(Shakespearean sonnet)
Olympic truths, where once revered, fall short.
Relieved of duty; heedless of their health,
Amnestic former testaments consort:
"Has anyone seen Gravity? He's late..."
Said Relativity across his cards.
"Quite likely fallen down again," smirked Faith.
A pause erupted; grinning eyes grew dark.
Concern, at times, is justifiable
When honest duty dies a quiet death.
But Gravity prove unreliable?
"He's here!" cried Dawn, who'd twice, now, overslept.
"The memory is such a fickle thing..."
Said Gravity, who shrugged and spread his wings.
(Shakespearean sonnet)