Autistic

How can a world be construed?
A world, hidden from preying eyes
A place of wonder and enchantment
Where a child survived

'Twas never an epoch of dazzling
Bright lights nor myriad colored candy
'Twas an age where dark clouds
Wondered and Rain poured freely

Herald timeless Legend of Heroes
Of Villains, of Sacrifice, of Duty,
Of Obligation but more importantly
Stories that told of Honor,

Some tales were on beachheads
That served Armada's home on Campaigns
Championed by mimicked Stars and Stripes
Against Cobra in the Air, Land and Sea,

There were tales of a noble redhead King,
That carried mystic Sword of Omens
Battling perverted monstrosities of Plundarr---
Foot soldiers to Ancient Evil bandage wrapped

But what about stories of machines
More than meets the eye? Noble metallic
Creatures--- chameleons all that eons
Now wage war 'till the day, All are One?

Blinding blaze of photons reveal
Graceful starships that travel the cosmos
In exploration, in discovery planting seeds---
A Federate comradeship evolved,

Yet another timeless world---
One governed by a Force in everything
Waging a Galactic Civil War orchestrated
By Light and Dark in search of balance

Have you ever heard the ringing of false
Guns that raze starships? Or Winged
Fliers that scorch and the Thunder rings,
Echos across all Imaginings

A page turned, Across the stars, Green 'n Black
Banner of Agamemnon's heir rule Million Worlds
In Spice-addiction, in Prescience, power tiller
Of human destiny on a Golden Path armed by Quizarate

In all this nothing surpassed Capes and Cowls
Of ships blasting off a dying world, Of Emerald
Champions, Scarlet Speeders and Amazon Princess
Colorful bright as Sol on a clear sky

Nothing 'cept obsession with winged creature
Fancies theatrics and deception--- Fears
Of a superstitious and cowardly lot
Cloaked, a Dark Knight of Light

All but mere snapshots of what exists
On this perverted Mind bent on living
Life surrounded, protected in this
Enclave of imaginings safe, without strife

All difficult to construe for the uninitiated
Madness to them, insanity on Grand Scale
All not a reflection of a twisted soul
Rather a glimpse of its goings

That served as warm cocoon in times
That rain poured and a dark blanket
Covered our world and enveloped all
That makes this unique Pillar of Foundation

It may at times have allowed
Less interaction with grounded reality---
'Twas precisely the intent,
Safe haven from all the strife

Allow this impetus rage holding the seams
Together and this different Madness
Completes a shattered picture, endeavours
To build a Monstrosity grounded in reality.