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Tree of Hunger, a Poem about Phyrexian Praetor, Vorinclex
By Melanpiriks Posted in Blog, Magic the Gathering on November 23, 2022 0 Comments 2 min read
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Hey, here’s the last of the New Phyrexian Praetors finally! The fun fact this time is that all 5 of them have a reference to some other franchise in there somewhere (would think Urabrask got the most popular one)… simply because I noticed that in the Sheoldred one, I did it on accident and then just decided to make it a thing. Alright enough of me, enjoy!

Eviscerate the enemy
Toss aside the weak
Following nature’s energy
Is the sole thing I seek

They battle with all their might
Not seeing what little it makes
Before most primordial of right
Every law is just the coward’s fakes

No reason for the tough to look out
For those crawling in their wakes
Survival of the strongest it’s all about
Not cowering when lowlifes are at stakes

Muscle and sinew the most useful flesh
Both best hardly-earned and served fresh
Metal providing armour, not weaponry
Crushing maggots blinded with bravery
Day’s cycle only searching for adversary
Hunting with brutal efficiency

Gods or ghosts can not provide
Fierce combat for deepest dive
Acting as mere minds of a hive
Shall brook them no quarter
My champion breaking every border

Their bodies will still be warm
When meat enters the swarm
Increasing power they yearned to defeat
Until they lack the might to again repeat

And every meal oppresses more
Where the top of the chain will roar
Flexing undeniable supremacy
Showing who hunts and who’s boar
Clarifying the status that shall be

All will be One
When all is gone

A dream, of a future not too far
Where one being lives with no par
Populace abides to its superior whim
Or else will pay the scar
Entertained even while hunt being dim

Till that paradise a long road is laid
Still so much to pillage and raid
In the name of their so-called growth
Spilling stories about conquest’s fate
Turning those that formerly us loathe

Obeying as long as the fight goes
But once we shrank the enemies’ rows
Have them shiver before our “united” regime
Turning our four allies to foes
Showing tooth and claw in greatest esteem

#mtg #magicthegathering #poetry

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