Cube (Part 2) - Mayed Al Qasimi

Cold months have passed since our hero
Last stood in his humble Kingdom
The forces of the evil Ose
Now try to prevent his freedom

The darkest scum that oozed from Hell
Its aim to turn all to sodom
Under the shadows it now moves
To bound all people in thraldom

So many fell and more to go
But there is hope in all that passed
For our hero to his ideals
Shall solemnly remain steadfast

In pure and in princely nature
The evil Ose is most outclassed
As long as people are of good
This putrid mass shall never last

Our hero of the gentle soul
Atop a mountain of the mind
He sits and waits for time to fall
Upon this land of masses blind

The evil Ose shows out of fear
The filthy nature of its kind
When failing in its tyranny
It runs with its tail tucked behind

But surely it can clearly see
In this world it does not belong
No matter how far this Ose runs
It changes not that it is wrong

All it has done to our hero
When it believed that is was strong
Shall come back and devour it
And when it dies there shall be song

High up the mountain you will find
A cabin with a starlit room
Within it pacing silently
The lady with a healthy bloom

Together with our hero she
Lives happily away from gloom
This will to live, love and to laugh
The evil Ose cannot consume

Of pure nature you have to be
To climb here and reach the summit
The Ose's pet, the rabid hound
Died when struck by a small comet

It couldn't reach the mountain top
Its nature that of a maggot
The magic that protects the peak
Has been a well guarded secret

Our hero now on his quest goes
Another page in his memoir
He moves to find the brightest light
The life force of a falling star

To reach the land of pulsing beams
He needs to travel very far
Into his mind and through a maze
Of the everlasting quasar

Travelling by night and through the woods
Moving towards the north blue moon
Behind a wall of ancient trees
He happened upon a lagoon

He saw a glimmer on a rock
A beauty you cannot oppugn
It mesmerised him, in his place
He stood as he began to swoon

In all her brilliance she lay bare
Upon the rock her truth displayed
The rarest of the magic realm
He had found a young lake mermaid

She beckoned for him to come near
And so he quickly passed the glade
Into the water he then went
Her soft gaze he could not evade

The legends speak of her splendour
Her skill to put you in a trance
The legends also speak of hope
If you find one a wish she grants

Our hero, now beside her, holds
The key to fight the Ose perchance
Revealing to her his story
She gives to him the Cube of Chance

The Cube of Chance will help him find
The brightest star in all the land
And with it he will soon bring back
Peace to the realm, good will expand

The evil Ose shall then decay
From this Kingdom it shall be banned
For honour and love our hero
Will always and forever stand

Back in the cabin high above
The lady waits for his return
Beside the fireplace she sits
Staring at the seasoned wood burn

The night around the cabin comes
The porch is lit by a lantern
The moons are coming into view
She stares outside in aching yearn

Golden Tree drops the sweetest fruit
Antiquity from this Jujube
Sorry to say but this concludes
The next part of the story "Cube"