I Am a Goddess

Bow against the power of my slender hand,
and I might pull back the arrow gently.
There is no weakness in knowing where you stand.
Relinquish to the magnetism of divinity.

That lust you think is in my eye,
reflects a desperate need for my immortal presence.
It is but a mirror in which your desires lie,
so beg for a give that will only take your existence.

Pray for a mercy that will never come,
laboured breath a reminder of your mortality.
Your ticking heart quickens with a fast-forwarding hum.
A drum lets out its final booming fatality.