I stand judged.
The creature change
Appears a beast of dark range
Come to summon the rearrange
Shedding fur like a wolf with mange
Other moments he comes a savior
Blessing with the clutch of favor
Such seas only the brave navigate well
And survive to tell
For we do not always well know
Whether the creature presents as friend or foe
Courage is the poise to not know
Yet still take a step and go
Monster in the dreams of men
Playing light and dark then back again
Do we phase from wane to full
Living life beholden to its monstrous pull
Or eclipse once in a life
While the onlookers measure if we suffice
Perhaps only the authors get to say
Regardless of what actually ruled the day
In the end I mattered to this silent master
If not why bother to challenge with disaster
I have no answers only solutions
Adjudicated in the field of opinions pollution
