MY ELYSIUM.

Great swathes of the place were unmade
When I first fell from the belly,
And after crawling to my feet,
And completing speech,
And filling my mind’s breech with knowledge,
I agreed to stay and remake it.

And for the sake of balance, above all else,
I set a new foundation,
And built and sculpted halls,
And gilded golden doors,
And hung tapestries of battles fought in order
To achieve this grand estate.

And now in all its glory it arises for your view,
For its story to convey,
And spread amongst the richest,
And those besides the ditches,
And all who have born witness to the world
Without a vision of their own.