Oberon

Father time grew old one day
he was longing for his son
but locked away
in yesterday
he was always on the run
Trying to find the ones who stole
his future from his mind
the past was getting blurry
and the present was going blind
All his kids thought he was dead
So they fought amongst themselves
They grew their little heavens
And raised a lot of hell
Until one day chaos
threw a little dart
The pattern was was ruined
Everything fell apart
They were looking for answers
Dropping one by one
Blaming each other
Instead of becoming one
That’s when he chose when
To make his presence known
That’s when they focused
And kneeled to the throne
Orders were given
Others were received
Victory was spoken
And all was believed
They all didn’t make it
How was he to know
When you live forever
Sometimes you’re a little slow