Choice [Poem]

What sleeps beneath your wasting husk

Wakes when the twilight clock is struck

Ask it whether it friend or foe

Illuminate that was unknown

Do fangs appear when once sincere

Or rain so clear when held so dear

That perfect crust so smooth and gold

Is that what should the eyes behold?

Mayhaps not mask but shield you wield

Then steeled your heart forever sealed

Unconscious frowns and conscious smiles

Shall toss your ghost in flame and trial

Discard the shield, the crust, the mask

Ignite the hidden powder flask

Let brightness shine like caviar

Then live forever among the stars