Solemn Son

A poem of self-defense against an insecure, ugly evil. By far, not my best work, I know.

You do not fear me,
But you shall.
You do not understand me,
But you shall.

You hate me,
You despise me,
So strike out at me.

I will destroy you.
Hate me for what I am,
In your own insecurities,
Yet you are a biphobic narcissist.

Do not judge me,
I am more complicated
Than any judgement will say.

I am a golem of war,
A solemn son of Aries.
Do not underestimate me,
I, the admonisher of peace.