Amid isolated mountain cliffs
craggy and barren
sits a cubic throne 
bearing the horned heads of rams
And there presides 
the Emperor. 

Crowned in gold 
holding an ankh and sphere as
symbols of his dominion over the world
under his red robes he wears armor.

He is not a peaceful ruler.

The Emperor
imposes his structures 
enforces his rules
asserts his authority

But his wisdom is not drawn from a higher power
His control is over earthly realms alone.

With the arrival of the Emperor
it is already too late.

But he has no power 
without his executors–
look to those around him 
to see how the power
of the Emperor
is used.